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I found myself the guest of the most fascinate and concordant kinsperson. The founder was a ticket, bountiful man of fifty-one years of age. His wife, quite younger to him, was becoming plump. She was, however, evidently in the entire force of health and persuasiveness, and although somewhat too prominent in titty and belly, one could see by her unco fine blazonry how firm her flesh was. It was observable also that her arse must be of stupendous proportion. Her step was business firm and pliable, her ft pocket-sized, and altogether she gave you the picture of a most desirable cleaning lady who would ingest the stiffness out of any man. I at once marked her down for a determined attack. It will be seen in the future how far I succeeded.

I have already named the brother Frederick and the exquisite offspring baby Sophie. After dinner and coffee, we adjourned to the beauty parlour, in which I found diverse musical theater legal instrument, for the family were eminently musical. The two sisters sat down to the piano, while Frederick took out a flute, and the father a cello, and we had various concert bit played with slap-up acquirement and outcome. After which the female parent took her harp, which suited well her fully-developed figure, and sang a delightful song with much skill and feeling. She was followed by a duet of the two baby, my darling Louisa taking her mother 's plaza at the harmonica, upon which official document she was as skillful as on the piano.

It may easily be supposed that the even passed away a great deal too quickly. At eleven we retired to take a breather. I was very glad to have a quiet night after the severe waste pipe on my imagination of the last three days, and it may readily be supposed that I thoroughly enjoyed the excellent bed and bedroom in which they had lodged me.

The next day we passed the forenoon in walks about the grounds, and after luncheon in a catch drive through picturesque countryside to indicate me their region. Again we had after dinner a repeating of music and singing, with somewhat to a greater extent conversation, and I again retired to a hermit couch to sleep soundly.

The next day I began my series of photographic portrayal, commencing with Papa, of whom I made three poses-all very successful. I next took Frederick in three affectation. My reason for photographing the males first was, if possible, to sap out the rest of the family. The get-go day all were present tense, the future day only ma and Louisa, the day after only mom, when I photographed Sophie. Then I had mammy all to myself, as I had given Louisa a hint to keep her sister away. This enabled me to pay all the care I desired to the mother. I took forethought to alter her pose so as to present me the excuse of handling her limb and limbs by which I assured myself of the firmness of their flesh, and I took charge, accidentally, to experience the wonderful solidity of her hind end. I did not let slide the opportunity of apparently self-generated expressions of admiration at her amercement and fully developed frame. I could see that the flattery was received with delight, and augured well of next success when opportunity should afford. I even hinted what a splendid exposure she would make with a little less coverage and a great unconstraint of pose. That appeared to please her vastly, to judge by her manner, but she made no remark at the time.

During these days I had made myself a perfect master of all the ins and outs of the house.

Louisa 's bedroom was somewhat apart from the others, with a room access from her dressing-room opening night into a passage leading to the water-closet, an arrangement that appeared convenient for accession, as one might be supposed to be intent upon a natural want, when in reality bent upon a very unlike game.

She had given me two shortsighted and ineffective get together on the land, where, in a crouch placement, she had merely enabled me to hurriedly let off my superfluous steam.

I urged her to allow me to come at night by the convenient door in the water-closet handing over, but she said that must not be, and that for foster complete indulgence we must hold back until her return to Paris after her marriage.

There appeared to me to be some mystery in all this, and I determined, if possible, to unravel it. So, on the day I had photographed her mother, knowing that Louisa had gone out with Sophie to preserve her away, I took the opportunity to confab and closely see Louisa 's bedroom and dressing-room. Both rooms had privileged baize-covered doors so that when the outer room access were locked nada could be heard within ; but above the interior door of the dressing-room was a tone, as the French would call it, a sort of Alexander Melville Bell that only gives one response when pulled. There was on each side of the window of the dressing-room a sort of cupboard closet : the left-hand one was full of clothes, the other had one-half of the lower theatrical role fitted with a hinged lid, which, at commencement, I thought was a pee water closet seat, but on lifting the lid I found it was only a depot for dirty linen paper ; there were pin above, but nothing hung on them. As this was close to the door of communication with the sleeping accommodation, which opened against the bedroom window, this closet, unless the door of communicating was quite shut, commanded a view of the bed and parts adjacent.

It was the very home in which to hide : I immediately ran to my room and, getting my gimlet without which I never travel ( as it is convenient to bore cakehole into neighboring rooms, and thus I have made many pleasing find ) I returned and, judging where to bore, made two trap, one of which commanded the dressing-room and the former the bed, amp ; c, of the former elbow room. I then possessed myself of the key, so that once within I could, as I found, lock away myself in. Thus fully prepared, I mounted to the top of the house, where there was an extra humble storage as a belvedere or fine prognosis level. This completely commanded the basis. I wished to see if I could discover what had become of Sophie and Louisa, that I might join them. But I saw much more than I expected, and which made me joy that I had taken the precautions I have mentioned.

In an close in distance, unobservable from all points except the big elevation where I found myself, I beheld the two sister with their brother Fred. The three were lying on a grassy slope and the two girls had their petticoat drawn up ; Fred was comparing and handling their hairy cunt. Even at the distance, I was, I could crap out the sullen lot of Louisa 's splendid wool. Sophie evidently was more slightly provided by comparison. I saw Fred stoup and kiss both cunts, and then the girls jumped up and shook their petticoats down as if to prevent far proceedings in so unguarded a stead. Fred felt each of their bottoms, and then they disappeared among the trees.

Oho, I said to myself, I see how the wind blows. No admiration Louisa made difficultness about my going to her at nighttime. I have now no doubt skipper Fred passes the night with her. However, I shall be there to see, and it will be foreign if I do n't eventually connect in their sport.

Of course of action, I did not attempt to link up them in the grounds after what I had seen. At dinner, I complained of a headache and lassitude and fancied I had caught a cold, or that some of the chemicals I had been making use of had affected me adversely. In the eve I slipped away a little after ten o'clock, telling Mamma to make my apologies when the medicine was over, as I wished to pull back early on and be left quiet. I got to my bedroom and, slipping off pelage and vest, and donning a dark flannel dressing-gown, and taking with me a pocket-sized flaskful of wine-colored, I locked my room access outside, put the key in my sac, got quite unobserved to Louisa 's dressing-room, and was soon safely ensconced and locked in the above-named closet.

The break for the colly linen with its lid formed a convenient seat so that I had no fear of being over-fatigued from standing unsloped all night. In about half an time of day Louisa entered with her maiden, and after various toilet operation was helped to bed, and the maid, after lighting the night-light, left by the dressing-room room access. I felt much inclined to leave my cover and link up the devout young woman in her bed, where she lay so enchantingly take in, but I could see by her restless manner that she was on bound with expectation, and evidently awaiting the arrival of someone. I had not long to hold back. I heard a step in the water-closet passage, and then I could see in the dim light the door opened and a image enters who, when he came within the twinkle of the bedroom, showed himself to be unmistakeably her pal, Fred, in dressing-gown only. He had bolted the door by which he entered but did not close the intermediate door between the two rooms so that I could see everything.

He rushed up to the bed, and Louisa, rising, met his embrace halfway. They had a foresighted, long kiss of dearest, and I could see that his hand was reveling in all her occult spell. Of course, this could not last above a minute, as both were too ardent to do in time in such preliminary trifles.

'Off with your wearing apparel entirely, earnest Fred ,'cried Louisa.

And rising she threw off her night-gown. Fred was nearly as spry, but left just sufficient prison term for Louisa to light a lamp, conveniently placed to give them all the satisfaction of gazing on each other 's nigh secret parts.

Fred caught her by her splendid buttocks just as she finished lighting the lamp ; they then fondly embraced and clasped each other 's naked physical structure in their weapon. Then turning in front of a cheval glass, they gazed upon their mutual charms. A brilliant sight to see these beautiful animal in all the undisguised perfection of their keen proportions !

Fred 's pecker stood blotto up against his belly and was a magnificent weapon, somewhat larger than my own. The shot was so arouse that I could not void frigging myself, but for the details, I must refer you to another letter. I am too excited to pen more.

Harry

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note of hand ;

1. During my visit to London for cogitation where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a home treasure. Apart from early affair I also found a gibbosity of books, journal, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic script, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my antecedent. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers.

2. The Original Authors of these Stories/Letters or clause are prospicient dead or Anonymous.

3. Out of the aforesaid collection, presenting an amazing account which was first published 1874, of a sexually omnivorous photographer on the prowl in capital of France ( probably the low gear such book ).

4. The letter of the alphabet were written by a supporter, Mr. Harry from Paris. Harry Hargrove, lensman. Young, beautiful char come to Harry 's studio to sustain their portrait taken, but while there, one thing leads to another, and horny Harry 's life becomes one big Parisian debauch. Before internet porn, before smut videos, before porn film, the great unwashed lusting for raunchy, X-rated entertainment read pornographic books and cartridge clip. Victorian and Edwardian England had its own adult entertainment industry - countless erotic novels were put out by shady publishers, some books were printed by the authors themselves, and virtually of the writer were anon.. Many of these 19th-century record book are surprisingly kinky, and some of them may be quite unsavoury to modern-day readers - in more than direction than one. The anonymously written `` letter from a Friend in Paris '' was first published in 1874. This novel in the form of letters is a gravid example of classic straight-laced erotica.

5. All character may be read as of more than age of 18 years.

6. My solemn excuse to the author of the Novel and proofreader for editing, or modifying the underage substance, if any, to make it suitable for publishing in Bodoni font times.

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