
Always since then have I measured my mistresses' fundamental charms by the standard of Rose's great arse, and seldom have I come across one that for symmetry, shape and smoothness could beat it. Size of course I have seen exceeded, but mere size is nothing if not accompanied by corresponding attractions. Deliriously I clasped handfuls of the warm sappy flesh, gripping hard and even thrusting my hand into the dubious region between the cheeks.
For her part, Rose plainly approved my demonstrations, and snuggling her face under my armpits, licked the hair. 'The odour of man,' said she, 'is just as enticing to a randy woman as the scent of her snatch to her lover.' Then she fell to sucking my breasts again. My face being disengaged, Ethel opening her robe drew forth, not without some blushes, a pair of shapely sweet-smelling mammae, pointed with little teats, and placed one after the other on my mouth, at the same time rubbing her middle against my arm. I was almost smothered under the avalanche of loose flowing flesh, and gasped for breath. Ethel had compassion on me and substituted her tongue for her titties.
