s, sweetly haired with silky curls; her pouting cunt had the
true odour, and was very tight, and her pressures and action left
nothing to desire.

I gamahuched her first--her clitoris was well defined and stiff. Her
bubbies were superb, and stood firmly apart, face charming with lovely
and lovable blue eyes, full of the sparkle of lust; lips red and moist,
inviting a tongue.

We indulged in delicious preliminaries; she had a good look at my
prick, declared she had thought her husband's could not be beaten, but
admitted mine was longer and larger. She sucked its head. Then lying
back on the couch she begged me to mount on her belly, as she liked to
commence in that pose. I mounted upon her, got my prick gradually up to
the crushing of the two hairs, and then alternately tongue-ing her
sweet mouth or sucking a nipple of her lovely bosom, ran a most
delicious course, making her spend thrice to my once.

Our other equally occupied couple had evidently got a course ahead of
us, and were changing into the position in which we had first fucked
our wives.

We, too, followed in the same attitude, and really the fine arse of my
_fouteuse_, her naturally small waist, seen to perfection in this
position, and her noble shoulders beyond could hardly be excelled, and
were most inviting and inciting. I plunged with one fierce thrust up
her reeking cunt, and by the very violence of my attack made her spend
on finding it up to the cods, giving me at the same time a cunt
pressure almost equal to my loved wife's.

She was so delightful a fucker that I fucked her thrice more before
drawing out of that exquisite receptacle.

On comparing notes afterwards I learnt that my wife's fucker had just
done as much, and though not so cunt-satisfying a prick as mine, the
variety and novelty gave it an extra charm that more than made up for
any diminution of size.

We were thus all mutually delighted with our change of partners. An
acquaintance begun so delightfully led to a warm friendship and a
constant interchange of these most agreeable refinements, including
every variety of the gamahuche and _la double jouissance_ to all
parties.

We all went together to witness some rear-operations between two men,
for which the old bawd's house, No. 60, rue de Rivoli, was quietly
known to be the rendezvous. I made a first visit alone to see if it
would be worth our while; had an interview with the old bawd, a bold
masculine woman of a certain age, wh