How good it was to feel those tiny points in my mouth. I leaned over to snatch up the skirts and she offered no resistance. I opened her drawers.

Heavens, what beautiful curly hair, and just enough too.

Suddenly I found a little hand trying to find its way into my trousers and with astonishing dexterity my instrument was drawn out, the use of which she seemed so thoroughly to understand in all its details. She gently pulled, and lowered its cap…

"I beg of you my dear, stop! Do stop, or I will spend!" I cried as I felt the intense excitement getting the better of me.

"Make haste then and get at my little pet!" she replied, as she pressed my pizzle into the opening of her fragrant bower.

Ah, what a sensation, it was little tight but how good and soft. I passed my hands under her bottom, voluptuous to the touch, as it rose and fell in my grasp.

Her mouth clung to mine; my tongue caught hers and found it. My little blonde heaved and fluttered and quivered; her tongue pressed harder against mine. Her beautiful breasts, of which I did not lose sight for a moment, palpitated convulsively.

"Oh, go on, it is coming! Not so fast! Faster! Now kiss me-wait-now, there. How good it is! All the way in-all the way in-oh-oh- oh!"

She lifted her bottom, her mouth was glued to mine, the little beauty's body and mine were made but one… Then one long shudder with a sharp movement of her buttocks, saying… "I am coming… go on! quick!

Oh, heavens," and she spent. Finally she fell into a spasm of voluptuous rapture. She was beautiful as she lay in her amorous disorder; her hair slightly disarranged, her skirts well raised, showing the wonderful whiteness of her skin.

She remained in this position a moment longer, then rising, she moved towards the door with an unsteady step, unbolted it and passed out of the room without once turning around.