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Venus in IndiaThen came all those sweet, sweet little expressions of love, devotion, passion, those kisses over such parts of the body as we could reach, and then finally the withdrawal from one another's arms and the immediate and satisfactory inspection of those charms which had been the chief extremes of our mutual pleasure. 'Oh! Charlie! How grand! How big. Who ever would have thought so small a thing as I have could take in such a lovely monster?' 'Ah! darling Fanny! But your sweetest little cunt is really very tight! But not too tight all the same.' 'Oh no! It can take it, Charlie! But why did you put the sponge in?' I was glad to explain. I gently drew it out by the thin silken thread I had fastened to it; the outer end of the thread was tied to a little crossbar of silver to prevent the sponge being entirely sucked up into her cunt by the backward and forward strokes of my prick, and I showed her the great quantities of spend which I had poured into her and I explained to her the formation of her womb and how, in order to avoid a possible baby, the mouth of the womb should be prevented from being watered by the prolific produce of my balls and that, still further to deaden the vitality of that spend, I had used phenyl ...» |
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