heers and refreshes me; let me proceed then. My beauteous youth was now
glued to me in all the folds and twists that we could make our bodies
meet in; when, no longer able to rein in the fierceness of refreshed
desires, he gives his steed the head, and gently insinuating his thighs
between mine, stopping my mouth with kisses of humid fire, makes a fresh
eruption, and renewing his thrusts, pierces, tears, and forces his way
up the torn tender folds, that yielded him admission with a smart little
less severe that when the breach was first made I stifled, however, my
cries, and bore him with the passive fortitude of an heroine; soon his
thrusts, more and more furious, cheeks flushed with a deeper scarlet,
his eyes turned up in the fervent fit, some dying sighs, and an
agonizing shudder, announced the approaches of that extatic pleasure, I
was yet in too much pain to come in for my share of.

Nor was it till after a few enjoyments had numbed and blunted the
sense of the smart, and given me to feel the titillating inspersion of
balsamic sweets, drew from me the delicious return, and brought down all
my passion, that I arrived at excess of pleasure through excess of pain.
But, when successive engagements had broke and inured me, I began to
enter into the true unalloyed relish of that pleasure of pleasures, when
the warm gush darts through all the ravished inwards; what floods of
bliss! what melting transports! what agonies of delight! too fierce,
too mighty for nature to sustain?... well has she therefore, no doubt
provided the relief of a delicious momentary dissolution, the approaches
of which are intimated by a dear delirium, a sweet thrill, on the point
of emitting those liquid sweets, in which enjoyment itself is drowned,
when one gives the languishing stretch out, and die at the discharge.

How often, when the rage and tumult of my senses had subsided, after
the melting flow, have I, in a tender meditation, asked myself cooly the
question, if it was in nature for any of its creatures to be so happy as
I was? Or, what were all fears of the consequence, put in the scale of
one night's enjoyment, of any thing so transcendently the taste of my
eyes and heart, as that delicious, fond, matchless youth.

Thus we spent the whole afternoon, till supper time in a continued
circle of love delights, kissing, turtle-billing, toying, and all the
rest of the feast. At length, supper was served in, before which Charles
had, for I do n