Get on that low chair, dear: bend well down, and show him your pretty bottom, and what you have between your legs, so that he can see as well as feel how a lady's built.' All this was ripped out breathlessly under the vivid play of my fingers, and the exhortation at this point suddenly finished with, 'But, oh, oh, wait a minute… I'm coming… he's been too much for me… quick, Ethel, put your fingers in too… quick, quick… and help… him to… to… finish me.' The ponderous bubbies were shaking and trembling like jelly in an erotic convulsion. Rose's mouth was half open, and her eyes stared fixedly. Her thighs clasped mine energetically, and when Ethel, kneeling down, inserted two fingers from the back and added her efforts to my vigorous frigging, her mother's pent-up feelings gave way in a burst of spray, accompanied by some rather lurid language of a sort I had imagined only whores were supposed to use. Little I knew then of the ways of a lovely woman in full heat, but I was in a fair way to learn. Ethel, I believe, was biting her parent's bottom to add to her fury.

I withdrew my hand, sopping and scented with Rose's discharge, and remembering Ethel's trick, laid it on the girl's mouth. She kissed and licked it, saying, 'Mamma, I'm afraid you've been having a spend.

Harry's hand tastes very much to my fancy as if it had been up your naughty thing.' I sniffed at it myself, and found it impregnated not only with the familiar odor di femina, but with some artificial fragrance as well. Both of them had scented themselves for the combat, and I detected the same incense under their arms, on their breasts, on their mottes, and afterwards in their dear little arseholes.

Rose now put her hand under my shirt and took possession of my elongated prick. She rapidly ran her hand along it, as though to test its dimensions, and heaved a sigh of satisfaction at finding it not too small.

Doubtless, knowing she was no tender pullet, she was afraid I might not entirely fill the gap in her anatomy through which many a stout prick had already passed. Still, it was a lascivious velvety cunt, and I looked forward with anxiety to the moment when I should be called upon to test its capacity.