th them thus some time, as if they had been worth it, he laid
her down pretty briskly, and canting up her petticoats, made barely
a mask of them to her broad red face, that blushed with nothing but
brandy.

As he stood on one side, unbuttoning his waistcoat and breeches, her fat
brawny thighs hung down, and the whole greasy landscape lay fairly open
to my view; a wide open mouthed gap, overshaded with a grizzly bush,
seemed held out like a beggar's wallet for its provision.

But I soon had my eyes called off by a more striking object that
entirely engrossed them.

Her sturdy stallion had now unbuttoned, and produced naked, stiff and
erect, that wonderful machine, which I had never seen before, and which,
for the interest my own seat of pleasure began to take furiously in it,
I stared at with all the eyes I had: however, my senses were too much
flurried, too much concentered in that now burning spot of mine,
to observe anything more than in general the make and turn of that
instrument; from which the instinct of nature, yet more than all I had
heard of it, now strongly informed me, I was to expect that supreme
pleasure which she had placed in the meeting of those parts so admirably
fitted for each other.

Long, however, the young spark did not remain before giving it two or
three shakes, by way of brandishing it, he threw himself upon her, and
his back being now towards me, I could only take his being ingulphed for
granted, by the directions he moved in, and the impossibility of missing
so staring a mark; and now the bed shook, the curtains rattled so that
I could scarce hear the sighs and murmurs, the heaves and pantings that
accompanied the action, from the beginning to the end; the sound and
sight of which thrilled to the very soul of me, and made every vein of
my body circulate liquid fires: the emotion grew so viol-lent that it
almost intercepted my respiration.

Prepared then, and disposed as I was by the discourse of my companions,
and Phoebe's minute detail of everything, no wonder that such a sight
gave the last dying blow to my native innocence.

Whilst they were in the heat of the action, guided by nature only, I
stole my hand up my petticoats, and with fingers on fire, seized and yet
more inflamed that center of all my senses: my heart palpitated, as if
it would force its way through my bosom: I breathed with pain; I twisted
my thighs, squeezed and compressed the lips of that virgin slit, and
following