she was naked. She had a pretty foot, the leg was perfect,
thighs and bum thinner than Camille's back-side, and thighs taken on
fullness at later age, or after one or two years good fucking which
serves quite as well; her breasts were superb, firmer and handsomer than
Camille's. On one side I saw the black crisp hair which shaded her seat
of pleasure; on the other I could, by putting my head on the bed, just
see the dark hair creeping between her bum-cheeks, her flesh had the
slightly brown tint common to French women; on the bed lay rounds of
spunk mixed with blood, a smear of it was on her thigh on the bum-side.
My prick rose again to stiffness at the sight, I wanted to piss
violently, but could scarcely accomplish it. I looked at my shirt tail.
Spunk and blood were thick on it, I found under the bed her chemise; on
it profusely were the bloody seminal marks of her virginity. I felt a
pain in my prick, and found the foreskin a little raw. I had paid for
hurting her by hurting myself; but what did that matter; I was the first
that had been up that cunt, had torn it open, my spunk was in her then,
the bloody indications were all around me. I awakened her.

She looked at me, then conscious that she was naked, clawed up the
sheet; in a minute I was close to her. She went across to her own room
to piddle, then into bed again she got, and in spite of her I put it
into her. I felt the cunt tightening, looked at her: her manner was
different, I felt her clasping me, she was doing it involuntarily,
her breath came quickly, she was spending as my spunk came, her first
pleasure with me; all before had been pain,--I knew that.

Then was more fucking, then she made coffee, we had eggs, bread and
butter, again to bed, and more fucking. We went without luncheon,
spending the entire day in bed, feeling, kissing, cuddling, fucking,
and sleeping. We were both worn out, and perhaps might not have got up,
excepting that I had to dress, to go downstairs, and then felt hungry,
so we both dressed, went to the same place as the day previously, had
a jolly good dinner as fast as we could and directly it was over went
back. I kept my finger on her cunt when in the cab, both going and
coming; the instant we returned we went to bed (it had not been made),
and fucked, and fucked, and fucked, and then slept a dozen hours without
awaking. A lovely time it was.

Next day I was used up, I never could accomplish the wonderful fucking
bouts I have he