that I might not lose a drop of her exquisite nectar, worthy of the
gods. The excitement I occasioned her was almost too much for her to
bear, she drew me up, saying--

"Oh! Charlie, my angel of a boy, come, oh, come to my arms." I raised
myself up, threw myself into her arms, and in a moment I was engulphed
up to the cods in her exquisite and throbbing cunt; she closed upon me
with arms and legs, we were both too violently excited to pause for any
of the more voluptuous movements of less violent desires, but rushed on
in passion's wildest extasy, both far too eager to think of any
restraint, and with the utmost vigour on both our parts, we ran our
first course with great rapidity. My adored Miss Evelyn had quite got
over every feeling of pain, and could not but be delighted with the
heat and vigour of my attack. We both died away together, at the
extatic moment pouring down a mutual flood of spunk to cool the
inflamed members that had the instant before been in such tumultuous
action. Darling Miss Evelyn hugged me close to her bosom, and threw her
beautiful eyes, screaming with passion, up to the ceiling, as if to
thank heaven for the joys she had felt. Our lips then met and glued
themselves together in one long, long kiss of love, which quickly
lighted up our lust; she was as eager as myself, and we had another
vigorous encounter, ending in all the agonies of delight, as before.
Then after a longer interval of the most endearing caresses and fond
accents of murmured love, we ran our third course, with more
abandon--lengthening out our exquisite sensations, by slower and
quicker movements and pauses between--in which my beautiful governess
began to develope an art in which she shortly became even superior to
the more experienced Mrs. Benson, who had so charmingly initiated me
into love's mysteries.

There was a peculiar charming and endearing softness in the manner of
Miss Evelyn most winning and most exquisitely attractive. It was
evidenced even in her mode of handling my prick; without grasping it,
her hand appeared to pass over it hardly touching it, but in so
exciting a manner that after any number of encounters, she could raise
it by her fairy touch in a moment. Our third encounter lasted quite
half an hour, and we sank in the death-like luxury of discharge, our
whole souls seemed to exude with the exquisite distillation of our
seed. We had long before regained our senses. I was still engulphed in
her delicious