ent seven or eight times before joining
us in our soul-killing discharge. The Nichols had laid still for about
two thirds of the time this bout continued, she then rose to straddle
across Ann and me, and was about to present her magnificently large
cunt to be gamahuched by MacCallum, but he begged her to turn her
bottom to him and heave it well up, while resting her hands on Ann's
shoulders. He then could first contemplate and handle her huge superb
buttocks, then transferring his hands to her clitoris and cunt, he
licked and tongued the grand aperture of her arse--rough, brown, and
corrugated, just my taste.

We had a most glorious bout, ending in all the ecstatic joys of
spending and after-delights. Ann was as greatly gratified with the
_double jouissance_ as her aunt had been before. We again laved and
refreshed, and closed this most delicious orgy with MacCallum first in
the Nichols' cunt, with my big and doted-on prick in her arse, which,
now she was used to it, pleased her more than ever.

In the same order we double-fucked Ann, although she expressed her
greater gratification of MacCallum in her arse and my splitter in her
cunt. Again we gamahuched them both, as time would not allow of our
resurrection, then they left us.

My guardian, at his marriage, had bought a house in Portland Place, but
the lease of its then tenant only expired on the 20th March this
spring, and before being occupied it had to be entirely new painted and
decorated, so that July was nearly at an end before they could
comfortably take up their residence in it. Meanwhile they had
apartments at a hotel near Hyde Park corner.

When once they were completely housed, which was not the case until the
middle of August, my guardian desired his wife to send the carriage for
the girls every Sunday morning. Hearing that Ellen was their intimate
friend, she became included in the invitation. This put an end to our
Sunday orgies in our friend MacCallum's chambers, much to our mutual
regret.

As far as Harry and I were concerned the ever thoughtful and delicious
Frankland came to our aid. Pretending that the girls must need walking
exercise, she always after luncheon proposed they should walk down to
their brother's chambers in the Temple, take him and Harry as their
further companions up to Kensington Gardens or the "Zoo," and bring all
back to dinner.

As my guardian always took a siesta on Sundays after luncheon, for
being too old to fuck his w