od
any how--Ar-r-re--it's up so far, let me sit and feel it like that for
a moment."

With sparkling eyes and a smile on her lips which parted just enough to
show me a row of pearls of the whitest ivory, and so perfect that being
bitten by them could only be a pleasure. Then again the contrast
between this dark olive tinted Venus and the creamy colored complexion
of my aunt with her reddish-golden haired mount and the black silky
down which ornamented the tight fitting sheath, which now was enjoying
possession of my Cock. All these so tired my imagination, that I heaved
up my buttocks to start another heat in love's steeple chase, and the
little dark tilly at once bounded on her course with all the fire of
her nature.

"Ah," she said, slackening the pace, "it is too good to hurry like
that," and she laid herself full length over my body, devouring my
mouth with her hot tonguing kisses, whilst her Cunt kept possession of
my Prick, and treated it to a course of the most exquisite compressions
imaginable, till at length she suddenly resumed the proper position and
riding furiously for a moment or two, fell exhausted on my bosom as
gushes of spend flooded my delighted Cock and invited it to shoot its
essence into her very vitals.

"Ah," she said, as at last she reluctantly dressed herself; "what a man
you will make, and what a lot of girls you will want. Poor me will be
nowhere, but you shall always have me, when you want a bit of my black
Fanny--Black for Beauty--you know; much as you may sometimes run after
the fair ones."

Mary and I indulged in every variety of voluptuous pleasures; we needed
no further instruction, but tried everything we could think of, even to
pissing in each other's mouths, as a finale after a long bout of erotic
excitements.

She had the prettiest of underclothing and one of my delights was to be
dressed up as a girl, in chemise, drawers and corset; then she would
put on my shirt and trousers, and in this kind of demi-toilette we had
many a spree in our bedroom, and she did look a pretty boy. She would
kiss and chuck me under the chin, calling me her pretty Jemima--"Pretty
Jemima, don't say no, what a nice soft Fanny you have, my dear;" as she
would put her hands under my chemise and gently wag Mr. Peaslin, who
was always in a state of erection. Perhaps it was the aroma of her
chemise and drawers which had such a magnetic effect on me, always
bringing on a violent priapism. She would push me