Then seating myself on his knee, I drew his face to mine, and kissed him lovingly, as I added, “But, dear Francis, you won’t leave your little wife so long again, will you, for those horrid horses? You can’t imagine how dull and low spirited I get when left all by myself.”
“What a pretty pouting little bride you look. Why, Lucille, the way you kiss excites me as if we were still on the honeymoon trip; but dearest,” he added, “a sporting man must see his horses tried and run, then, you, know, I shall make up in the winter what you lose in the summer; there’s nothing else to do then but to make love. Ha, you sweet little devil, do you want to commit another sin before confession?”
My hand had been gently caressing his prick outside his breeches, till it was now rampant and impatient of the restraining cloth.
“Well,” he went on, following my example, by passing a hand up my clothes, and gently tickling my clitoris with his forefinger, “we’ll lump it all together, so there won’t be any more to pay. My Stars, Lucille, how excitable you are. You’re spending on my fingers. It’s nothing to blush about, little simpleton.”
I got off his lap, and kneeling before him, unbuttoned his flap, and the engine of love seemed to leap into my hand, its fiery head, with the skin turned back, looked so tempting, that I could not resist the temptation to kiss and caress it for a few moments. My tongue played lasciviously round the tender and excitable surface, whilst my hands, were fondling his finely developed balls.
“Darling! Darling!” he ejaculated. “It’s coming! Oh! I can’t stop—kiss—kiss—suck it. Take it in your mouth, Lucille! Oh! Ah! How delicious! You darling, to think you would give me so much pleasure!”
I was as excited as himself, and sucked and swallowed his delicious spendings to the very last drop, as he pressed my head down with his hands, and gasped out his hands, and gasped out his ejaculations of ecstasy.
“Now, it’s my turn, Sir. I mean to have a St. George, as you lie on the hearthrug. Come, down with you at once, or I will bite it off,” making him feel my teeth, as I playfully took it again in my mouth.
We had a delightful bout on the hearthrug, and I rode him till he spent into my excited cunt a third time. Keeping his cock stiff, and starting him again after each spend by the contractions of the folds of my vagina, which he declared gave him the most exquisite and voluptuous sensations, and that he had never experienced anything to equal it in his life, many women as he had had in his time.