t have your share too--just turn
your bottom towards me and straddle across my face."

I did as she requested, and my position was such that my notch came
directly over her mouth.

"Now, Herbert," said Amy, "I will titillate her clitoris with my tongue
while you imitate the sexual act with your tongue."

I threw my arms around Herbert's neck, he brought his face to mine, and
his tongue penetrated my lips. In the meantime, I could feel Amy's
tongue seek out my clitoris, which she no sooner found than she began
to titillate it in the most entrancing manner. I was gorged with love
and so was Amy, for I could feel her whole body shiver with her
delicious sensations. Herbert began to drive most furiously into her
body. Amy kept time with her tongue in my slit. We were much too
excited to be able to prolong this scene. The crisis soon arrived:
Amy's burning womb received Herbert's boiling sperm while she responded
in such profusion that it actually ran down her white thighs; nor was I
behind, for Amy's tongue brought down from me a copious shower of the
elixir of love. This exciting scene over, we all took a bath, which was
conveniently situated in an adjoining chamber, and partaking of a few
glasses of champagne, we rested ten minutes.

"Come, dear Kate," said Clarence, "it is your turn now," and throwing
himself on his back on the divan, he drew me on top of him. In another
moment his engine of love had penetrated my slit and I felt it rubbing
one side of my sensitive vagina. Amy stationed herself behind us and
watched with flushing eyes and heightened color the in-and-out motion
of his pego into my body. At last unable to control herself any longer
she passed one hand between our bellies and titillated my clitoris
while with her other hand she tickled alternately my bottom and his
testicles. Soon, however, she changed her tactics and applied some
vigorous slaps on my broad buttocks, turning the white cheeks into a
rosy hue; each time she struck me it seemed to impale me on his fiery
staff, causing it to enter a prodigious way into my mount.

I insisted that Clarence should remain perfectly passive while I did
all the work, and I can assure the reader that I moved my buttocks in
fine style. The mirrors around us reflected our actions, and not only
was I feeling gratified but, owing to their agency, I could see his
weapon entering in and out of my coral crevice. It was a delicious
sight and enhanced our pleasures tenfol