cking, and particularly liked me to spend
therein. This was partly to prevent any consequences leading to a
second "misfortune."

On her first arrival Jane was much afraid she would discover our
connection and we took every precaution, although I, in my heart,
wished this might occur, for as she occasionally waited on me, I grew
lecherous upon one whose charms, even covered, excited me greatly. I
always flattered and praised her magnificence of figure whenever she
came alone to me, but as Jane generally was running in and out, I did
not attempt further action. One morning I overheard Mrs. Nichols tell
Jane to put on her bonnet and go to Oxford Street on some errand; I
knew thus that Ann would attend on me, and there would be no chance of
interruption from Jane, so I determined to come at once to the point.
We had become on friendly, chatty terms, and when she had laid
breakfast I asked her to help me on with my coat, which done, I thanked
her and with one arm round her waist drew her to me and kissed her.
"Hallo!" said she, "that is something new," but did not attempt to
withdraw, so giving her another kiss, I told her what a glorious woman
she was, and how she excited me--just see. I held one of her hands, and
before she was aware, placed it on my huge prick, that bulged out of my
trousers as if it would burst its way through.

She could not help squeezing it, while she cried--"Goodness, gracious!
what an enormous thing you have got!"

Her face flushed, her eyes sparkled with the fire of lust that stirred
her whole soul. She tried to grasp it.

"Stop," said I, "and I will put it in its natural state into your hand."

So pulling it out, she seized it at once, and most lasciviously gazed
upon it, pressing it gently. She evidently was growing lewder and
lewder, so I at once proposed to fuck her, and thinking it best to be
frank, and put her at her ease, I told her that I knew she had had a
"misfortune," but if she would let me fuck her I should be on honour to
withdraw before spending, and thus avoid all chance of putting her
belly up.

She had become so randy that she felt, as she afterwards told me, she
could not refuse so splendid a prick of a size she had often dreamt of,
and longed for.

"Can I trust you?" said she.

"Safely, my dear."

"Then you may have me--let me embrace that dear object."

Stooping, she kissed it most voluptuously, shivering at the same time
in the ecstasy of a spend produced by the