and, seeking my clitoris, almost sent me crazy with pleasure by gently
rubbing it. He then turned me over on my belly and patted the cheeks of
my buttocks, which he swore were whiter than driven snow. He titillated
both my clitoris and bottom at the same time, but noticing by my
convulsive movements that I was on the eve of spending, he suddenly
desisted. Restoring me to my former position on my back, and throwing
himself on top of me, he inserted his staff of love into the pouting
lips of my moss-covered slit. No sooner had I felt the delicious morsel
pierce me to the quick than I passed one of my arms round his neck and
pressed him convulsively to my bosom. I then clasped his loins with my
thighs and legs and strained myself so closely to him that the very
hair of our genitals intermingled. A large mirror hung beside the bed
and I could see our forms reflected in it. I could see his instrument
imbedded to the very hilt in my Mons Veneris, the tips of which clasped
it tightly. He now commenced to work his plump buttocks up and down. I
replied by a corresponding motion and we kept time admirably together.
The thrilling rapture, the delicious sensations of that ecstatic period
is out of my power to describe. When I felt his hot pego rushing in and
out of my sensitive vagina, I squirmed and wriggled under his fierce
thrusts, and I thought my breath would leave my body. At last the
dissolving period approached. I could tell it was coming on by his more
rapid thrusts, by his half-drawn sighs, by his interrupted breathing,
and more especially, by a peculiar suction which my vagina exercised on
his rod. I spurred his bottom with my heels, I pressed him to me, I bit
him in the agony of my delight, and just as I was discharging, I passed
my hand underneath his thigh and tickled his testicles.
"I am coming, darling Kate," he exclaimed. "Oh God, I come, I co-!"
"I too, Harry," I exclaimed, "there, there! there!"
He made two more vigorous thrusts to which I responded with such vigor
that it made his testicles butt against my bottom, and the next moment
we were both dissolved in bliss.
He then withdrew from me and lay down by my side. A delightful
conversation followed in which he told me how much he loved me and how
faithful he would always be to me. While we were thus conversing I had
hold of his instrument while he was playing with my center of love. In
a short time I felt his staff swelling beneath my grasp, and it was
soon in a state of princely erection again. We again resumed the rites
of Venus.
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