I'd caught her. She'd before often said that she let me fuck her thus solely for my pleasure. — “No — fuck me — put it in.” — “No. — I'm frightened.” — “What of? what nonsense — put it up — he's a gentleman.” — (He was) — “No, wash — you don't like it so.” “Yes I do, fuck me, I like it so, fuck me.” said she impatiently. “Get lengthwise on the bed then.” She did, I mounted her, my prick plunged up and revelled in the grateful lubricity of her sheath. “Ain't we beasts? — oh — I'm coming — fuck.” — Our tongues joining, stopped further utterance, till my sperm gushed out in-to cunt. I was as quick as he in spending, certainly his prick hadn't left her cunt seven minutes, before my prick had done its work and quitted her also, tho I lay long up her after my spend.
“Pull it out dear, I must go back to him, I told him I would.” — “He'll fuck you again.” “That's certain.” — “Let him fuck in my sperm.” — “All right, he'll think it's his own, but I must go downstairs first, don't you come out till you hear me cough.” — She went downstairs, and soon returned to his room again. — My door was ajar, again I heard the cough, and looked thro the aperture of the door.
She was just placing herself beside him, he was on his back handling his tool which was half stiff. At once she manipulated it, they kissed and talked. — “What did he say?” — “I told him that my dressmaker was downstairs etc.” — “He's easily humbugged.” — Both laughed. — “You must be quick, I mustn't keep him longer. Your prick's quite stiff.” — He felt her cunt. — “You've not washed.” — She said that she'd not had time “but must do so before she went to me.” — “Will he do you?” — asked he in his quiet gentlemanly voice — so they talked for five minutes, kissing and dallying. Then her legs were in the air, thighs clasping his, and the rhythmical oscillation of their buttocks began. He was leisurely enjoying a longer job now. Soon as I heard him sigh and saw his thrusts were quicker, I opened the door, knelt at the bed foot, saw his prick moving and balls as they shook with his thrusts. Had I stood upright he'd not have noticed me in his paroxysm of pleasure. — H*l*n did — I heard soft murmurs, saw his buttocks quiver, her eyes close, knew the spends had come, and went back to my room, closing their door ajar.
This back room was only partially furnished — no water was left there with intent, so that he might go to the bedroom below, next the drawing room. She told me this before. Shortly they both went down there — then to the kitchen where she gave him food — tho well dressed he was glad of a meal. Then up she came to me and stood looking at me with voluptuous eyes. — She hadn't washed, shammed that she didn't want it again, but at the sight of her glistening vulva, my prick stood, and with a deliciously slow fuck we spent to-gether again. Four male libations were in her cunt, and she'd spent at each fucking. — Soon after I left.
The conversations I heard and had with her are nearly word for word. — I wrote them down the same evening.
A few days after, I was there then with pleasure in confessing, for — “I have no one to tell anything to but you, and him now,” said she. — She told me he had slept with her. “God knows how often I spent, we were both done up. Come on dear, fuck me — I haven't had it since — he's ill. — I'm making him beef tea.”
At intervals of a week or two this was repeated — I saw him fuck her, and fucked her directly afterwards. Sometimes only once, sometimes twice, and the fun and room were a little varied at times to avoid libation. — “What beasts we are.” — “Not beasts at all dear, and if we are, we like it” — this was said regularly whenever the double fucking came off, but I had her at other times when he was not there. Then I couldn't get her for a long time, and in the summer went abroad.
