can't--can't bear it any longer--oh!--oh!" Her limbs relaxed, and she
died away in her first discharge, which was very glutinous and nice,
but only scanty in quantity. I let her quiet until she came to; then
looking in her face, and smiling, I asked her how she liked it.

"Oh! I was in heaven, dear Charlie, but I thought it was killing me
--it was almost too much to bear--nothing could be more delicious."

"Oh, yes!" I replied, "there is something more delicious still, but, I
must kiss you in this way again before we try the other; the more moist
the inside is the easier I shall get in."

"But, Charlie, you don't mean to say you will ever get in your doodle,
now that it has grown so big."

"Well, we will try, and if it hurts you too much we can stop."

So I began again to gamahuche her; this time it took a longer effort to
produce the ultimate result; but apparently with still greater effect,
and a more copious discharge. Her little cunt being now relaxed, and
well moistened with her own discharge and my saliva, and well inclined
to receive my prick, I spat upon it and lubricated it from head to
root. Then rising from my knees, I stretched myself over Mary's belly,
and gently directing my prick, and rubbing it up and down first between
the lips, and exciting her clitoris by the same action, I gently and
gradually inserted its head between the lips of her charming little
cunt. There was less difficulty than might have been expected, the
gamahuching and double spending had relaxed the muscles, and her
passions being excited also acted on her organs of generation; at all
events, I got in the head, and about two inches of its length without
her murmuring anything beyond--

"How big it feels--it seems to stretch me so."

All this was exciting me dreadfully, and it was only by the greatest
effort that I did not thrust rudely forward. I now felt I was pushing
against some obstacle, I thrust hard and hurt her. She cried out,
begged me to stop. I was so near the finale that I felt I must go on.
So, plunging forward, I rushed, at the impediment, and made her cry out
most lustily. Probably another push would have decided my position, but
nature could hold out no longer, and I yielded down my erotic tribute
to her virginal charms, without having actually deflowered her. So far,
perhaps, it was fortunate, because I poured into her a torrent of sperm
which was not only balm to her partially wounded hymen, but so relaxed
and