I think now of the exquisite delight, with which I felt the thighs and bum of that poor woman, who might for all I could see, have had the great, or the small pox, or have been as ugly as the devil; but I stroked her belly, twiddled her wet cunt-hair (she had pissed), plunged my fingers into her wet cunt, and at length spent again in it, with more delight, than I have had with some of the most dashing women since that time. After a time she said, “Why are you walking with me sir?” The only reply I made was that I liked it, and was sorry she had such a bad husband. Xnxx com I had difficulty in persuading her to let me, she was more timid than ever, but promised that I would never come again. For a long time I had been bottling up my sperm. “What a lot of spending you have done,” said I. She laid hold of my prick, pinching it. I not knowing what to do, offered to carry it for her, but she would not let me. I again had desisted from frigging, had sworn to myself not to do so again, and now getting strength wanted a woman
