"I stood confounded for a moment but soon recovered myself, as the
lovely creature appeared to be asleep. I determined to venture into the
chamber that I might obtain a closer view of her concealed beauties; I
cautiously glided into the chamber and found that she did not wake. I
advanced close to her and, kneeling down behind her, examined at
leisure the beautiful objects before my eyes. I can find no words to
express her exquisite con. The two fleshy lips met close together,
showing only a line of coral which curved from her bottom and was lost
in a mass of black curly hair. Of course I was perfectly excited at
this sight. And in spite of all prudent considerations, I could not
resist bending my head down and imprinting a kiss on the object offered
to my regard. She evidently felt the embrace, for a shiver ran through
her body, but she did not open her eyes. I now grew more bold, and
dividing the lips of her bijou with my tongue I sought the interior of
her grotto and met at the entrance her stiffened clitoris, which I had
no sooner touched than as if by instinct she pressed her bushy mount
close to my face. I now moved my tongue slowly in and out of the
luscious opening and she responded by heaves of her buttocks, and in a
few moments she poured down a flood of love's elixir. I rose to my feet
and was about to withdraw when Cordelia opened her eyes and gazed on
me, full in the face. I blushed all over with shame and was about to
make a precipitate retreat, when the dear girl smiled on me and,
seizing my hand, conveyed it to her splendid bubbies. I already read my
pardon on her face, and clasping my arms around her, I pressed her
frantically to my heart. I kissed her deliriously, gluing my lips to
her, at the same time forcing my tongue into her mouth. She returned
all my caresses.
"After toying in this manner a little while, I slipped her chemise off
her shoulders and exposed her two semiglobes to my greedy gaze. What
lovely objects! I kissed them, sucked the nipples, buried my face
between them, stroked her belly and played with her hairy mount. She,
too, was not unoccupied, for she had unbuttoned my trousers and was
caressing my staff with her hand, capping and uncapping its red head
and with the other hand she tickled my testicles. In a broken voice she
confessed to me that she had only pretended to be asleep during my
manipulations of her charms; that she desired to enjoy me as much as I
did her, and she begged me at once to satisfy her longings. I was all
primed and loaded for the combat, and kneeling on the floor I drew her
towards me; she stooped down and with her own hand guided my instrument
into her salacious notch. I felt it tearing up her vagina, and in a
moment our conjunction was complete.
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