e
bed. One of her legs rested on the ground while the other was a little
elevated, by this means extending her thighs to the widest capacity.
Alphonse was between them, his staff buried in her con, with one of his
hands molding a globe of snow while the other was passed round her
body. How delicious the contact appeared to be.

He suddenly leaned forward and imprinted a thousand kisses on her lips;
he then withdrew himself slowly from her, only, however, to plunge more
deeply into the innermost recesses of her _con_. So delicious, so
transporting, so celestial was the pleasure that they both felt, that
Eudoxie threw her legs around his loins and pressed him closely to her
and they twisted and writhed in each other's arms. Eudoxie suddenly
exclaimed:

"_O Ciel! quel transport! O, O, O!_" (O heavens! what transport.)

And finishing with a prolonged sigh, she poured down her tribute to the
god of love, and then with a few convulsive heaves of her divine
bottom, she let go her hold and fainted away. He also emitted copiously
and fell annihilated by her side. In a few moments they had both
recovered. Eudoxie wiped Alphonse perfectly dry and her lover performed
the same office for her. Neither of them appeared to be satisfied, for
I could see that the Frenchman's instrument was still in a state of
fierce erection and Eudoxie, by her touches and manipulations, proved
that she was as amorous as ever. They now performed a strange action
which only shows how foolish young people can be when they sincerely
love each other.

Eudoxie went to a cupboard and took from it a bottle of champagne. She
now placed herself on the edge of the bed in a half reclined position.
Alphonse sat on the floor with his head underneath her thighs so that
his mouth came in contact with her hairy mount. Eudoxie now uncorked
the champagne and, drinking a glass herself, she poured another glass
on her belly in such a manner that it ran down to her slit, and from
there into Alphonse's mouth. He swallowed it with the greatest gusto
and the operation was continued until the bottle was emptied. This
sight, strange as it was, inflamed me wonderfully. The parties were so
beautiful and every portion of their bodies so scrupulously clean that
all disgust was removed. The bottle was no sooner empty than they again
proceeded to satisfy their amorous desires. Alphonse lay on the ground,
resting his head on a low stool. She straddled his face so that her
Mons Vene