"Oh, Kate," he exclaimed, moving his finger gently in and out of my slit, "what a charming _con_ you have, how tight it is! And only to think that I am to bury my staff in this lovely cavity."
"Darling," I replied, "your lascivious touches almost take away my senses."
He withdrew his finger from my vagina and carried it to the top of my slit, and tickled my clitoris.
"There now, I have the little sentinel between my fingers. Heavens, how soft it is," he said, rubbing it gently.
During these manipulations on his part, I was not idle, but paid him back in his own coin. I stroked down his belly and rubbed his staff in my hand, making him squirm and wriggle again.
Had anyone peeped in the door at that moment they would have seen a delicious spectacle. Such an observer would see a naked girl and man seated together on a sofa. Our faces were close together. Ralph had one arm round my neck, his hand resting on my left shoulder; the other arm was pressed underneath my right thigh, which was elevated in the air, and the finger and thumb of that hand were buried in my con, the lips of which clasped them tightly. His left leg rested on the ground while the other was placed on the sofa, thus stretching his thighs widely apart. I was engaged in rubbing his stiff member up and down with my left hand, and intense pleasure was painted on our faces.
"It would be impossible to find such a pretty little slit as yours," said he; "it is a veritable bijou--there now, my finger is wholly inserted." He continued forcing his finger to the very hilt into my vagina, so much so that it actually touched the neck of my womb. "How deliciously warm it feels, and it is so tight that when I withdraw I take with it the inner lips. Now just fancy my finger a man's pego--now it's in, now it's out--now it's in--now it's out--now--."
"For Heaven's sake stop! I don't want to spend just yet. It is too delicious," I exclaimed.
He then made me get up from my recumbent posture, and placing me in a standing position, put one of my feet on a chair, while the other foot rested on the ground. By this attitude my thighs were stretched widely apart, and my con was fully exposed to view. He then seated himself again on the ottoman between my legs. His face by this means just reached my mount. He commenced to bury his visage in the hair surrounding my slit.