"Oh! my beloved Charlie, what exquisite delight you have given me; you
are the most delicious and loving creature that ever could be created.
You kill me with pleasure, but what was that you were doing to my
bottom? What put such an idea into your head?"

"I don't know," I replied. "I put my arm round to feel the beautiful
globes of your bottom, and found in grasping one that my finger was
against a hole, all wet with our previous encounters, and pressing it,
found that my finger slipped in; you gave it such a delicious pressure
when in that the idea entered into my head that, as it resembled the
delicious pressure your enchanting other orifice gives my shaft when
embracing you, this orifice would like a similar movement to that which
my shaft exercised in your quim. So I did so, and it seemed to add to
your excitement, if I may judge by the extraordinary convulsive
pressures you gave my finger when you died away in all the agony of our
final rapture. Tell me, my beloved Miss Evelyn, did it add to your
pleasure as much as I fancied?"

"Well, my darling Charlie, I must own it did, very much to my surprise;
it seemed to make the final pleasure almost too exciting to bear, and I
can only account it a happy accident leading to an increase to pleasure
I already thought beyond the power of nature to surpass. Naughty boy, I
feel your great instrument at full stretch again, but you must moderate
yourself, my darling, we have done enough for to-night No, no, no! I am
not going to let him in again."

Passing her hand down, she turned away its head from the charming
entrance of her cunt, and began handling and feeling it in apparent
admiration of its length, thickness, and stiffness. Her gentle touch
did anything but allay the passion that was rising to fever heat; so
sucking one of her bubbies, while I pressed her to me with one arm
under her, and embracing her on the other side, I passed my hand
between our moist and warm bodies, reached her charming clitoris,
already stiff with the excitement of handling my prick. My titillations
soon decided her passions, and gently prompting her with the arm under
her body, I turned her once more on the top of me. She murmured an
objection, but offered no resistance; on the contrary, she herself
guided my throbbing and eager prick into the voluptuous sheath that was
longing to engulph it. Our movements this time were less hurried and
more voluptuous. For some time she kept her body uprig