ecollect telling what I had heard, and that
for months he had not been a husband to her. That set her off talking
wildly, and she said it all over again. She was sure he was spending his
money on some dolly, hoped she might catch her, then cried, wiped her
eyes and said, "Well, that is no business of yours, I am a fool for
talking to a young gentleman like you, I don't know what you are doing
here."

"Let me do it to you," said I, "I have seen up your clothes, let
me,--you are so nice, and I want you so badly; why should you not, he
is no husband to you, and you such a nice woman." That was my artless
beginning, or something like it. Fright at my impudence was struggling
against my cock-stand. For a second she seemed speechless, then replied,
"Well sir, you ought to be ashamed,--a married woman like me." "He is no
husband to you, he never does it to you, you know,--I heard you tell the
women so; they laughed, and said he had some hussy whom he did it to."
"That's no business of yours, but he is a bad one," and she began crying
again. "Now go sir go,--if he came home, he would murder me, if he found
you here."

I don't know how the next came off, but I know I was kissing her, that I
got my hand up her clothes, on to her cunt, that I pulled out my prick,
that the struggling ceased, that I edged her to the bed-room, and that
up against the bed she made a stand. "Oh! my God sir, I am a married
woman, pray don't." Paying no heed, I got her clothes up and as she
stood, was bending and trying to get my cock up her; but she was little,
and I could not; it shoved up against her navel, and motte. That I
suppose stirring her lust, overcame her, for she got on the bed, I got
on her, and up her in a second.

I was in a bursting state of randiness, and she must have been the same.
I was ready to spend, she readier; for I had no sooner entered her than
her breath shortened, she clasped me tight, quivered and wriggled, and
we both spent. I lay up her, cock ready for further work. Up to that
time I had not properly felt her, nor seen her body. I began fumbling
about, put my hand down feeling cautiously round the stem of my cock and
my ballocks. All was wet, I slid my finger below her cunt (feeling even
near to an arse-hole was then beyond me), there it felt wetter; that
stimulated me, and on I went grinding. She lay with her eyes closed
without speaking. Soon we both went again, I had fucked her twice
without uncunting.

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