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senses; the sight of such a darling fills me with such a longing that I can’t restrain myself. If you don’t do it for me, you shall never love my little fanny again!’
         “He had it in his mouth directly and sucked it so lusciously that I felt I should spend in his mouth if I did not have him properly at once. So I jumped up and asked him to lie on his back on the sofa, remove his trousers and open his legs well.
         “He did so at once, and quickly turning up my dress, we were soon belly to belly; his hand kept hold of my prick and directed it to the mouth of his mancunt himself.
         “My heavens! He was a virgin, and so tight! but I clasped him ‘round the waist, and pushed furiously; so much so that he fairly screamed with the pain and tried to shove me away; but the crisis came. I shot a warm flood of sperm into his tight sheath, which, besides easing it a little, so excited the dear man that he heaved up his bottom to meet me, and as I happened to push hard at the same moment, my John Thomas fairly crashed through all the defences his tortured arsehole, leaving nothing but a bloody wreck behind, as I went in up to the hilt.
         “He did not scream, but giving one long, deep-drawn sigh, fairly swooned away under me.
         “I did not withdraw, but lay as lightly as possible on him, making my prick throb in the tight-fitting sheath which imprisoned it so deliriously. I could feel the muscles of his mancunt contract on my shaft of love with a most delightful spasmodic twitching, such as I had never enjoyed before, and in about five minutes he opened his eyes and, with a smile, whispered: ‘Oh, dearest, what a dream! I dreamt I was smashed to atoms; then my soul soared away to heaven, and I have been in Paradise, tasting such exquisite sweets, such thrills of love, and now I wake up to find it is you, darling, and that dear thing of yours that gives me such pleasure. How I feel it deliciously filling every part of my bowels! But you are not a man, are you, darling? You can’t do me any harm, can’t you? Do tell me that, love, and I shall be happy; otherwise I should tear myself from your arms and flee screaming from this place!’
         “How beautiful he looked! Such a lovely flush of excitement on his pretty face! how could I undeceive him, so I glued my lips to his, as I murmured: No, darling: I’m not a man. I can’t hurt my love!’
         Then, darling, give me all the pleasure you are capable of with it,’ he said, smiling and heaving up his buttocks at the same time as challenge for me to go on.
         “My God! What a fuck we had! He kept me in position ‘till I had come four times. You would think my prick would have wrinkled up from exhaustion, instead of which I was so unnaturally excited that it swelled bigger than ever. And, although I did not spend again, we kept on ding-dong ‘till I had fairly used him up and he had to beg I would let him go, as he had no more strength.
         “How many times I made him spend it would be impossible to say.
         “You won’t be surprised to hear that that dress did not easily fit. He came so many times to try it on, and fucked me so dry, that at last I had fairly to run away from Richmond myself.”

CHAPTER VIII. Breakfast with “Laura” and “Selina”
         “Have you had many adventures of that kind?” I asked.
         “Yes; plenty of them. I can tell you a lot of amusing adventures; but now, Eveline, Selina and I want a bit of fun with you, all alone by, ourselves. It will be real love; not the mercenary, paid love we give our customers. I have got quite fond of you, and Selina won’t be jealous. She will assist to make me happy; won’t you, my darling?”
         He rose from the breakfast-table, and opening the piano, ran his fingers over the keys; then motioning me to come to him, gave me a luscious kiss. “You darling Eveline, I’m sure your prick stands,” he