cunt. Finding her large and fine clitoris in a state of stiffness, he
knew that her passions were excited. So opening her legs, he got
between them down on his knees, and as he previously unbuttoned his
trousers in readiness and the fresh cunt stimulating his powers, he
pulled out his prick fully erected, and quickly established himself up
to the hilt within, the lady up to the last declaring she could not
allow him, but wriggling her bottom to perfection as soon as she felt
the doctor's very fine prick working within her. She then hugged and
seconded him, kissing and tongueing to his heart's desire. They soon
brought things to the ecstatic conclusion, to the great satisfaction of
both parties.

Of course, after this there was no difficulty in arranging for a
comfortable meeting in London. Indeed, it was resolved that they should
lodge in the same house and have contiguous apartments. On their
arrival in town they put up at one of those large lodging houses in
Norfolk Street, Strand, and were fortunate in finding the first-floor
bedrooms vacant. The house was a double one, or rather two houses
opening into each other. The doctor's bedroom was in the front, and a
former door of communication with the back room was locked on one side
and bolted on the other. Mrs. Dale took the back room, from whence
opened a small room with a bed in it, where Harry was lodged. The
doctor had thus easy access when the lady chose to withdraw the bolt on
her side. After consultation it was thought more advisable that she
should go into the doctor's room, so that Harry might not by any
possibility, hear any love exclamations that might happen to escape
them in the excess of their amorous amusements. Of course, the doctor,
who knew all about Harry's great desire to fuck his mother, and that he
meant to do so by one way or another in London, communicated his
intention of having Mrs. Dale into sleep with him that night, and,
therefore, begged Harry to defer his attempt until after the first
night, and then the doctor would aid him in his efforts.

The wily doctor fully intended, after Harry had perfectly succeeded, to
become the future companion of their incestuous intercourse. Harry's
bedroom door had one of those old-fashioned brass locks that were
screwed onto the inside of the door, with a brass covering for the bolt
at the side--not morticed as is now usual. Mrs. Dale locked her son in
after he retired to bed. Harry noticed the circumstanc