But the prick began to droop. She gave it a violent frig, it then stood stiff, then rapidly fell, and she bullied him — I was pleased to see a man not thirty with his prick not quite ready, as mine has been on one or two occasions, tho I can still fuck her twice in the hour. — After some more angry remarks from her, she threw off her chemise and mounted him, her rump was within six feet of my eyes, and I saw her introduce the prick into her cunt and do the fucking. — His tool kept shrink- ing — she called him a “used-up beast” told him to go, but wanted the spend, kept reinserting his machine when needful, and fucking energetically. I had a glorious sight of this grand propagator, which she often brought out to the tip and then plunged up her. Then her bum oscillated quickly, her cunt nestled down till his balls were close up to it — she cried out loudly. — “Fuck — spend, Arthur. — Ahaa” — and was quiet.
In a minute. — “You've not spent.” — “I was just coming.” — “You haven't any spunk in you,” and moving her buttocks, out came his prick shining with her spending and stiff enough. — I saw H.'s face which was lewed. Without a word turning on to him again, up went the long thick gristle into her, and she oscillated her splendid buttocks till she'd spent twice more without his spending once; she after each crisis ballyragging him, he making all sorts of excuses. More than half an hour had she been at the work, and yet went on till at length she got a spend out of him — I never saw her so hot before, her face was moist and scarlet, her eyes humid, with her spending, yet fierce, and as she rolled off she gave his prick a slap. “You've been fucking before today, you liar, get off as fast as you can, you don't bring your fucked out balls into my house again — you won't fuck me again, you mean beast.” — All his sins came out, she'd already told me of his meanness.
He made all sorts of excuses but she wasn't pacified. She put on her chemise, came down to my bedroom landing and called out, “Arthur's going, let him out — don't let him go into the kitchen.” — He heard this, came down dresed and still excusing himself — she replying to all, — “It's a lie. — It's a lie” — till he was out of the house. Then she came to me and smiled. — “Isn't it a splendid prick?” Then she told me she'd heard the stairs creak, but he'd not noticed it. — “I'm quite wet, I spent three times, he spent at last, the blackguard is fucked out, yet he knew three days ago he was coming — my cunt's wet — won't you have me?” I said no, but was wrought up to the highest pitch of lust, and in half an hour had fucked her twice. She declared donkey prick should never have her again, but I was sure he would. — “He has a noble prick hasn't he?” said she admiringly. — “Yes, but he's a coarse brute, not even handsome, not a gentleman.” — “Certainly not a gentleman, but he's a noble prick, all the women want him, he pays none, I'm told.” — I fancy Miss Def — now with a house of her own again — was the informant.
I never yet saw a woman fucking a man so plainly, as on that bright afternoon. The beams of the sun at last struck right across her backside, her arsehole, cunt, his prick and balls I saw as plainly as if I had been within a foot of them, and had held a candle to look. — How I longed to feel his tool as she fucked him, and how de-lighted she would have been. But she was annoyed when afterwards I said, “Your bum furrow is getting brown, H.” — “You beast — what if it is, so is yours.” — “I know it.” — She never could bear to be told about her furrow browning, or later on that hairs were beginning to show round her bum hole, as they do in most women after five and twenty and in southern nations earlier. It detracts from the beauty of the region.
On both occasions, she had covered him, to prevent him going quickly to the door and his chance of catching me. The next time for some reason of her own - who fathoms a woman's dodges? — she had him in her own bedroom which had now been changed. I waited in the backroom. He was still enough and full, laid on her, half fucked her, and then she made him finish with her rump towards him. H** laughed as he got off the bed with his great tool sticking out. Then it disappeared up her, and I thought must have hurt her. The fucking was soon over. How beautiful it was, how ex-citing it looked! They remained coupled for a minute, then she uncunted him saying, “You lie down, I must go to my sister and will be back in a minute.” He threw himself on the bed, giving her rump a slap as they parted and the next second she was with me on my bed. “Don't talk loud, he thinks my sister's here, he's never seen her.”
Her eyes shone with voluptuous light and softness. “Hasn't he spent? my cunt's full, hasn't he a lovely prick?” said she sighing and laying down. I looked at it, pulled open the lips, pushed one finger up, then my balls could wait no longer, I had been stiff since I saw his prick, and plunged my pego up her. Ah! my delight
