But the world knew they were intended for each other and, woman-like, she could not bear the idea of being ‘planted’-the bitterest pill a woman can swallow. ‘And do you know, you dear sweet fellow, that the exquisite sensations produced by your spunking in me behind, were of such overpowering, nay, maddening rapture, that it seemed as if it must annihilate me! XXX I spent five times, and I really believe she made up a dozen. We then parted and I promised to look after Tom until her return. It will, perhaps, hurt a little at the first entrance but, by going slowly, and halting occasionally, the pain goes off, and it will enter completely, and then the pleasure begins and increases, and as I shall frig you in the cunt at the same time, you will eventually experience an excessive delight that will be almost unbearable.’
‘But how do you know all that?’
‘Because, my dear, I
