htedly watching George's prick as it plunged in and
out of Miss Patty's foaming little cunt just as they both seemed to
spend together.

Guess their surprise and fright as I gave George a rousing slap on his
arse. "You didn't know I was watching your game, my dears; what fun you
were having, but where do I come in?"

George was out and too confused to put away his tool, which was now
shrinking to its normal state, slightly hanging in a sort of
semi-stiffness all dripping with spend whilst Patty still lay with her
legs wide apart, showing her charms, with the roselike lips of her
cunny all red and quivering from the recent excitement, whilst two or
three thick drops of pearly spend were slowly dripping down towards the
parting of her beautiful thighs.

"I've an idea how I can join in with you, she's not had half enough
yet. George take her place on the stool and lay on your back, I want to
see Patty ride on that fine prick of yours, and will tickle your balls
and her cunt as I watch the game from behind. Now, my girl, mount upon
him and open your legs well, the very idea has made him ready again."

"Oh, Mr. Percy, to think you should catch us doing such a wicked thing;
we will do just what you order if you never tell. It was all George's
fault. He would have me, indeed it was," she sobbed, two or three great
big tears rolling down her flushed and shamed face.

"Don't tell fibs, Miss Patty, I saw it all from the beginning, and
shall now punish you for forwardness and pert little saying, which only
made him worse than he would have been. You know what he said was quite
true, you are as bad as the animal there, which knows no better, whilst
you could have run away and saved yourself if you had wished."

Whilst saying this to her, my hand had been holding George's throbbing
tool as it stiffened up more and more every instant, then placing its
head well within her grotto, lubricated as it was by her previous
fucking bout, she settled herself down on John Thomas till he was all
taken in, and with a deep-drawn sigh of pleasure, she threw herself
forward to kiss him with all her ardour, thus exposing to my view a
splendid sight of her bottom, pussy holding prick up as tightly as she
could nip it, and all else.

"Gee-up--gee-up, little mare, laying still will never do, I'll make
your arse ride him properly," as snatching up a band off a truss of
straw which lay handy, I rope'sended her buttocks to perfection. She
screamed