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the buttons to which my braces were fastened behind. She undid one side of my braces and as she did so said. 'I saw you this morning! You were in a dak gharry and I just caught a glimpse of you.'
    Her hand began to work at the other button. What the deuce was she up to?
    'Oh yes!' I said, looking into her twinkling eyes and returning the starry glances which shot from them, 'and I saw you too! I had been fast asleep, and just as I opened my eyes my sight fell upon you and I -'
    She had unbuttoned my braces behind, and now stole her hand round and laid it, back up, on the top of my thigh.
    'And you what?' said she, gently sliding her extended fingers down over the inside of my thigh: she was within a nails breadth of the side of my prick which was now standing furiously!
    'Oh!' I exclaimed, 'I thought I had never seen such a lovely face and figure in the world!'
    The fingertips actually touched Johnnie! She slightly pressed them against him, and looking at me again with the sweetest smile, said: 'Did you really! Well! I'm glad you did, for do you know what I thought, when I saw you lying inside the gharry?'
    'No, dear!'
    'Well! I thought that I would not mind if I had been travelling with such a fine looking, handsome young man!'
    Then after a short pause she continued: 'So you think me well made?' and she glanced down proudly on her swelling breast.
    'Indeed I do!' I exclaimed, quite unable to restrain myself any longer. 'I don't know when I ever saw such a lovely bosom as this, and such tempting, luscious bubbies!' and I slipped my hand into her bosom and seized a glowing globe and as I pressed it gently and squeezed the hard little nipple between my fingers, I kissed the loving upturned mouth which was presented to me.
    'Ah!' she cried, 'who gave you leave to do that? Well! Exchange is no robbery and I will have something nice of yours to feel for myself, too!' Her nimble fingers had my trousers unbuttoned, my braces undone in front too, and with a whisk of her hand she had my shirt out, and with it my burning, maddened prick, of which she took immediate and instant possession.
    'Ah!' she cried. 'Ah! oh! what a beauty! How handsome! bell-topped! and so big! Isn't he just about stiff! He's like a bar of iron! and what fine big balls you've got! My beautiful man! Oh! How I would like to empty them for you! Oh! you'll have me now! Won't you? Do! Do! oh I feel that I could come so nicely if you only would!'
    Would I have her? Why! Gods in Heaven! how could a mortal man brimful of health, strength, youth and energy like myself, receive such an appeal to his ears and senses, and not comply, even if the fair petitioner were not half nor quarter as beautiful as this lascivious and exquisite creature, whose hands were manipulating the most tenderly sensitive parts which man possesses. For all reply I gently pulled her on her back; she still kept a firm but voluptuous hold on her possessions as I turned up her petticoat and chemise. Gliding my burning hand over the smooth surface of her ivory thigh, I uncovered, I think, the most luscious cunt I have ever seen or felt in my life! Never had my hand reposed on so voluptuous and full a motte! Never had my finger probed a charm so full of life and so soft outside, so smooth and velvety inside, as it did now. That this most perfect cunt, and the domain around and above it, were in my possession! I was eager to get between her lovely thighs, to snatch my almost painfully strained prick from her hands and bury it up to its balls, and further, in this melting charm, but she stopped me. With her face and bosom flushed, her eyes dancing in her head, and a voice choked with the greatest excitement she cried: 'Let us put on our skins first!'
    I was standing before her, my prick at an angle of at least seventy degrees, my balls and groins aching, for the most vigorous action had set in and my reservoirs had already been filled to the utmost they could hold. I felt I must either have this beautiful