s close work; lying by her side, my mouth to
hers, my belly to hers, my doodle pressed close into her thighs, my
hand on her bum, our legs touching their whole length, I was talking of
fucking, and she listening lewdly. What a difference! I guided her hand
to my prick; oh! my delight in that, and hers! how quietly it laid where
I placed it.--then under my balls, her hand was quite full of them, and
there it lay, then again round my pego. Again it was beginning to swell,
she lay with her long black hair floating on the pillow, her eyes closed
in baudy reverie. "You have got my prick in your hand, it has been in
your cunt and spent in it." She moved her head close to mine and kissed,
my cock stood stiff at once.

I closed to her, feeling every part of her body, excepting that which
I had just injured. That came in now for its share: thrusting one knee
between her legs I lifted hers so as to leave room for my hand between
them. She prayed me not, she was sore, ill, it hurt her. Hurt her? I
longed to hurt her, knew I was going to give her pain whilst I lied
saying that no pain more would she feel, and then with a little gentle
force, my finger slipping over her clitoris, I felt the cunt-hole
gently, went up it, she wincing and moving her bum in an inciting
manner, then up her orifice went my cock again, amidst murmurs and
prayers to leave her alone, a glorious fuck.

Then I dozed, dropping off on one side from her sweet firm body; but
excitement would not let me sleep, I kept awaking as fast as I fell
asleep, a burning heat pervaded my penis, my mind dwelt on the day's
work, her limbs were close to mine, cunt in reach of my fingers, smell
of her body in my nostrils. The lights were out, she was slumbering with
quiet regular breath. Up came my prick again, my fingers slid between
the cunt-lips, felt the signs of my last pleasure, she awakened. "Oh!
don't." She was ill, sore, very sore, I was unkind; but what woman can
refuse the cock which has just wetted her. Now was a prolonged fuck;
then overcome with fucking, worn with excitement, I fell sound asleep.

When I awakened the sun-light struggling through the red curtains cast
a pink tint over every thing. We had slept eight hours, were laying rump
to rump, naked and touching, for after much fucking, the fondest lovers
turn their arses to each other. What a sight she was as she lay on one
side, as sound asleep as a top, there had been but a sheet over us, that
was off, and