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second fuck completely carried on in that more secret altar of lust. She
became a first-rate enculeuse.
It soon happened that both sisters knew of the other enjoying me, and it
ended in their slipping down from their attic, where both slept in the
same bed, to my room, and we had most delicious fucking and double
gamahuching.
Ann was by far the finest and the most lascivious fuck, but little Jane had
a certain charm of youth and also of freshness, which got her a fair share
of my favours.
We carried this on for several weeks until use made us careless and
noisy.
The aunt, when no lodgers occupied the room, slept overhead, and,
probably being sleepless one morning, when it was early daylight, heard
our voices, came down and surprised me in the very act of fucking Ann
and gamahuching Jane, who stood above her and presented her cunt to
my lecherous tongue. A loud exclamation from their aunt roused us up at
once.
"Get to bed, you dreadful hussies."
They fled without a moment's hesitation.
Mrs. Nichols then began to remonstrate with me on the infamy of my
conduct. I approached the door apparently to get my shirt, for I was
stark naked, but in fact to shut and lock my door, and then to turn on
Mrs. Nichols, who apparently had quite forgotten she had only her short
shift on, which not only allowed the full display of very fine, firm, and
ample bubbles, but not falling below the middle of her thighs, showed
remarkably well made legs and small knees, with the swelling of
immense thighs just indicated.
My stiff-standing prick in full vigour, and if anything, still more
stimulated by the unexpected beauties shown by Mrs. Nichols, I turned
upon her and seizing her round the waist from behind, pushed her
forward, and before she could recover herself I had hauled up her "cutty
sark," seen a most magnificent arse, and into her cunt—not without