lutched me tightly in her arms, whilst her cunt and belly
moved sympathetically. In too short a time we spent together.

My position was a fatiguing one, I was half on, half off the sofa; hers
was but little less so, yet as long as our privates would keep together,
we kept them so. I poured out my love to her, and joyed to hear from
her that she loved me still. But our position could not last for ever;
gradually I slipped off. My prolonged embrace, my sensuous imagination,
and my love for her had told so upon me; that I was already
contemplating the pleasure of another poke, a desire to see her charms
came over me, I went on to my knees and had a glimpse between the open
thighs, of the half open cunt, from which a love-drop was rolling. She
pushed down her clothes, and sat up, looking at me, and blushing like
the most modest of maidens.

It is extraordinary what objection so many women have to a man's looking
closely at their cunts. A woman will stand naked, lay naked on her
belly, or bum, stand with one leg on a chair, kneel with one leg on the
bed, be looked at frontways, backways, sideways, and be pleased with the
admiration. You may lay and kiss the outside, put your fingers up and
probe it, rub your knuckles into it, tickle or frig it; but directly
you want to pull the lips open, to see the hole which lays hidden by the
hairy outer lips, to see where your prick is longing to hide its head;
they object, put their thighs together, say, "No, it is not to be looked
at." Or if angrily pressed, reluctantly half yield, throw themselves
down, so as to put their back to the light, lifting one leg so as to
hide the light, and using every manoeuvre to prevent you looking closely
at it; and if you desire to look when it's laden with the efforts of
your love, they will struggle to prevent you. Gay or modest, it is the
same among the English; although a gay lady will yield to please her
friend. With the French the objection is less, a French gay woman
will pull open her cunt with her own hands, and let you pull open her
arse-hole if you can and like it. I have known a few women of other
nations and even of my own as free and easy, but the rule is as I say.
This cannot be modesty. I rather imagine it results from a fear that
some discharge will show itself, and sicken the man's appetite.

Up jumped Charlotte, and went into the adjoining room. I heard her
splashing away a long time at her cunt, and went to her. I had no desire
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