saw on her bed a figure perfectly naked, and of the most exquisite
form, rivalling that of Ethel herself. She was kneeling and in the act
of pulling the clothes from his sister, and raising her night dress,
gazed ardently at her cunt. "How wet and sticky it is to-night, Miss.
You must have had such a wet dream."

The lovely stranger placed her fingers within it and rubbed them about
in the moisture, and then substituted her tongue, sucking luxuriously
the lips and clitoris, and thrusting in the velvet tip as far as it
would go into the vagina, until Ethel murmured, "It is coming again,
Mabel. Oh! Oh! Suck harder, my dear." He now recognised the stranger as
a housemaid who had attracted his attention on more than one occasion
during the short time he had been in the house.

His sister now sought Mabel's cunt, and inserting a finger, commenced
pushing it backwards and forwards as she embraced her lovely buttocks
with her disengaged arm, burying her tongue within the rosy bottom-hole.

They writhed like two serpents, their bodies arched, and then they fell
prone on each other, every muscle vibrating as they spent in all the
agonies of lasciviousness.

Frank seized his prick and frigged himself in unison with their
movements, spouting out a torrent of sperm at the same moment as the
two lovely tribades lost consciousness in their blissful convulsions.

When he looked again Ethel had taken the housemaid across her knees,
and was rubbing her belly and sucking her nipples, ever and anon
allowing her hand to wander between her thighs. She then turned her
with her belly downwards, so that their cunts were in contact, and
again passing her hand between Mabel's thighs, she rubbed the profuse
spendings with which their cunts overflowed into her exposed
bottom-hole, and then inserting her finger, pushed it in and out its
entire length, whilst Mabel struggled to release herself.

At length she succeeded, and the housemaid lay flat on her back with
Ethel reversed above her, and the sound of their mutual sucking, as
their heads were between each other's thighs, drove Frank almost to the
verge of distraction.

They swayed to and fro, and pressed each other with their utmost
strength, until it was evident they were spending again. Still the
gamahuching continued, until they seemed utterly exhausted; and Mabel,
kissing Ethel madly, left the room, evidently to return to her own
before the other servants were stirring, as the day wa