he fell palpitating on his
companion's belly, while a low cry from her announced that he had sent
his fiery mettle up to her very womb, meeting her own emission on the
way. About a minute afterwards I felt Ernestine's vagina embrace my
penis tightly, a convulsive trembling seized her bottom and she wiggled
herself from side to side on my staff. In another moment I had
inundated her with my sperm while she discharged so copiously that it
trickled down the inside of her beautiful thighs.

"'I too come,' said Harriet, seeing that we were all hors de combat,
and she elevated her buttocks and pressing her mount tightly to
Ernestine's face, found relief in a shower of love's dew, and then sank
back exhausted on the sofa.

"In a minute or two we all rose, washed ourselves and were ready for
another bout.

"'Seat yourself on the sofa, Mr. Clarence,' said Harriet.

"I obeyed. She came and sat on my lap and guided my stiff dart into the
innermost recesses of her con. She then leaned forward and making
George sit on the other end of the sofa, she took his staff between her
magnificent breasts and squeezing them close together, held it a tight
prisoner there. She now made Isabelle take her place by my side, and
Ernestine sat next to George--she then ordered us to put our hands on
each of their cons. We obeyed. Harriet had one of the most delicious
bijous in the world--it was so tight and warm that it embraced my pego
very closely. I forced the middle finger of my right hand into
Isabelle's coral passage while I titillated her clitoris with my thumb.
With my other hand I tickled Harriet's bottom. George did the same for
Ernestine and we all moved together. I noticed that while George's
staff was moving between her two bubbies she frequently bent forward
and titillated the ruby head of his rod with her tongue. All at once I
saw the white semen gush from his engine all over her white breasts, at
the same moment that I shot my charge into Harriet's vagina and
received Isabelle's emission on my hand. Ernestine too, almost at the
same moment, bedewed George's fingers.

"This last engagement seemed rather to increase our sexual desires
rather than to quench them. Acting according to the orders of our
priestess, I sat myself on a chair before a large mirror. Isabelle came
and straddled my thighs and Ernestine guided my engine into Isabell's
lovely grotto. I cast my eyes in the glass and had a splendid front
view of my companion's thi