The pleasure had been too great; I was still stiff as a ramrod. I caressed her and then relighted the candle. She had her face in the pillows; her modesty had returned to her, but I drew the covers back to examine her Venus' body. There was a slight trace of blood on her cunt-hair, mixed with our sperm. I wiped her with my handkerchief, turned her round, caressed her back and her buttocks and thrust my tongue up her arse-hole.

Then I mounted her, my head buried in the perfumed waves of her hair. I girdled her body with my arm, raised her slightly and plunged home my John Thomas into her moist slit again. A long battle ensued during which we perspired through every pore in our bodies. Shouting like a mad woman, she was the first to reach the climax. Mine felt so good that it almost hurt. That was enough; we separated.

For several weeks I amused myself in various ways. Mr. Franck was courting my aunt more and more assiduously. One day, Elise and my aunt came into my room in tears. They were pregnant. But neither dared say in the other's presence that I was the guilty party. I sized up the situation quickly.

"Elise, marry Frederick, and you, auntie, marry Mr. Franck. I'll be your best man."

On the morning of the following day the door opened and Ursula entered. She also was pregnant. I advised her to marry the bailiff's cousin who'd been making cow's eyes at her, and I promised to stand as godfather to her child. Then I undressed her and licked around her cunt and buttocks. I washed myself with eau-de-cologne and had her lick my arse, which trick so excited me that I fucked her with a gusto that made her hair tremble on the bed.

These marriages soon took place. All's well that ends well, and I continued sleeping with the members of my harem, each in her turn. Each knew what I was doing with the others and they were all sympathetic.

Ursula soon gave birth to a boy, and shortly afterwards Elise and my aunt to girls. I became godfather to Ursula's Roger, Elise's little Louise and my aunt's little Anna on the same day, all children of the same father, though they will never know it.

I trust that I shall have many more, and in doing so I shall be fulfilling my patriotic duty, that of increasing my country's population.

Autobiography of a Flea

Boudoir

Crumbling Facade

A Crumbling Facade

Darling

Depraved Angels

Ecstasy On Fire

Eveline

Fanny Hill

Innocence

Kama Houri

Lady F.

Mastering Mary Sue

Memoirs of Madeline

Memoirs of a Young Rakehell

Misfortunes of Mary

Miss High Heels

My Life and Loves

Nadia

Night in a Moorish Harem

Nunnery Tales

Pauline

The Pearl Vol. I

The Pearl Vol. II

Pleasures and Follies

Presented in Leather

Prodigal Virgin

Professional Charmer

Sacred Passions

School for Sin

Suburban Souls, Volume I

Suburban Souls, Volume II

Suburban Souls, Volume III

The Sweetest Fruit

Venus in India

Vice Park Place

Wanda

Way of a Man with a Maid

Whipped Into Shape

White Thighs

Young Adam

Youthful Days

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