"George took Isabelle and placed her sitting on the sofa beside
Harriet. The lovely girl raised her thighs in the air. George rushed
between them and his instrument pierced her to the quick. Harriet
clapped her hand as a signal that we were to commence, and we all began
to push for the very life. Harriet, by means of the mirror, had the
whole voluptuous scene before her eyes. While she felt Ernestine's
tongue in her salacious slit, she could see my instrument enter in and
out of the latter's con and saw also George's rod appear and disappear
in Isabelle's beautiful body. Now more, while the two latter were thus
engaged our priestess stretched out her hand, placed it underneath
Isabelle's thighs and titillated their sexual organs while in the act
of coition--sometimes it would be the lovely girl's clitoris, another
time it would be her bottom, and another George's pendants which she
gently squeezed. These touches had the effect of causing those two to
go before we did. I suddenly saw Isabelle's eyelids tremble--she raised
her white thighs high in the air, while a convulsive shudder of delight
ran through her whole body. George's strokes now became faster and more
furious--his buttocks quivered and he fell palpitating on his
companion's belly, while a low cry from her announced that he had sent
his fiery mettle up to her very womb, meeting her own emission on the
way. About a minute afterwards I felt Ernestine's vagina embrace my
penis tightly, a convulsive trembling seized her bottom and she wiggled
herself from side to side on my staff. In another moment I had
inundated her with my sperm while she discharged so copiously that it
trickled down the inside of her beautiful thighs.
"'I too come,' said Harriet, seeing that we were all hors de combat,
and she elevated her buttocks and pressing her mount tightly to
Ernestine's face, found relief in a shower of love's dew, and then sank
back exhausted on the sofa.
"In a minute or two we all rose, washed ourselves and were ready for
another bout.
"'Seat yourself on the sofa, Mr. Clarence,' said Harriet.
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