LETTER VII

At hold up, the day arrived when my beloved Louisa and I were to proceed to her father 's home. We had purposely named to all our friends in French capital the day before that on which we were really expected at her base so that we might stay on the road and have one conclusion night of uninterrupted indulgence in our passionate love of each other.

We fixed upon the pretty Greenwich Village of Rosny, not far from the Vernon Station, for the property of our terminal delicious solitary delectation of our lascivious revels in passion 's domains.

We had a pleasant run down to Vernon. I had been there myself before to choose our quarters and had found a courteous, clean country hostel, the landlord himself being the cook. A carriage was waiting for us, and a very nice dinner was served up shortly after our arrival. We had, however, already improved the occasion, and had one delicious gamahuche, followed by an dainty fuck which, combined with our journey, so sharpened the appetites that we did copious judge to the really good dinner set before us.

Being a delicious summer evening, we got permission from our landlord to stroll through the very jolly decorative grounds of the Chateau de Rosny, formerly in the possession of the Duchesse de Berry. We found a delightful terrace, at least half a mile long, overlooking the River Seine, charming nosegay, and at the far end a sorting of marquee summer-house, with diwan around two sides.

Louisa suggested that these had doubtless often been used by the lecherous duchess, who was well-known for her varied amours, and giving me a lewd glimpse, fairly invited me to equal those who had been there before. I was already about to purpose the very affair and, as the low stature of the couches, as well as their breadth, suggested a kneeling position, Louisa knelt down. I turned up her clothes well over her book binding, and the entirely dish of her resplendent bunghole became exposed to my ardent gaze. I stooped and gamahuched her, but she was already so charge with her reminiscences of the duchess 's loves, that I had hardly got my tongue fairly on her clitoris before she spent profusely. Giving one full lick up, I left the greater luck to lubricate the handing over and, bringing my stiff-standing prick to the entree, I rubbed it up and down the lip preparatory to a plunge at once up to the hilt. Dear Louisa gave a scream of joy as she felt the glowing mass plowed its way violently forward until my belly came with a rush against her resplendent arse. I begged her to frig herself, as I should otherwise lose the delightful sight of her glorious arse in all the romantic action she so deliciously exercised when erotic love 's dart was buried in her rapture-giving cunt ; besides which, my just place enabled me to frig her charming arsehole, and thus add to the pleasure my straining prick was yielding to her puss. There never was a more imaginative creature than my darling Louisa. She cried out,

'Harry, my love, call me your darling Duchess, and I will call you my Deutz .'( The Jewish lover who was supposed to be the real number father of the Count de Chambord, and who afterward, from jealousy, was her betrayer in Brittany. )

I immediately complied, and the dear missy lent herself to the deception and, I really think, drop twice more than she otherwise would have done. Certain it is that she went off at once with a riot of delectation when I cried out,

'Oh ! My dearest Duchess, my adored Caroline, do you feel your Deutz 's prick up to the hilt in your royal cunt ?'

My continued action, and the keeping up of the misrepresentation, soon excited her again into a state of the groundless lust, and she spent profusely a second time. I purposely held myself in, so that I was enabled to get her once more so shake up that when I was ready to hail we both simultaneously spent together-I crying out,

'My adored Duchess, do you find the torrent of sperm I am driving into your royal interior ?'

'Yes, oh yes ! My darling Deutz, shove your glorious prick into my cunt as far it will go, bollocks and all, if potential .'

The pricy female child, in the extremity of her salacious lust, gave me such overweening pressures with her great power in that way that I felt nerved at once to further efforts, and after a few pushes more in her yummy bitch, I suddenly withdrew and plunged into the smaller aperture of her stupendous arse. She met my dip with a backward push, so that belly and can met with a shock most exciting.

'Ah ! That is it, darling Deutz, you know my arsehole is for you alone. His Royal Highness the Duke has never been allowed entranceway that way-so it is all your own. But frig me, costly Deutz, and stuff a finger or two up my cunt .'

In this way, my darling Louisa doubly enjoyed our libidinous pastime. Again thrice did she yield the sweet nectar of her spunk before I was ready to meet her in the ecstatic crisis ?

After soaking in blissfulness for some arcminute I withdrew, and the devout backer, turning quickly rung before I could put my dent into my trouser seized it in her back talk and sucked it cleanse, declaring that it was sweeter than ever, and had given her the most exquisite delight in her assumed character.

We recommenced our amble, enjoying the exquisite beauty of the evening. The moon had risen and increased the appeal of the scene. We lingered on, listening to the chorus of the nightingales. We turned in to one of the shady bowers and sat down to enjoy the harmony. lamb Louisa thought, from the commodious and comfy lounging seat, that this too must have witnessed the loves of the amatory duchess, and asked if her Deutz would not again embrace her.

'Ah ! My darling Caroline, ever and at all times your royal cunt is costly to me .'

And precipitating myself into her arms, she drew out my ready standing dent, and we had another delicious fuck, the dear daughter 's take to exciting her so much that she declared it made her spend continuously.

Notwithstanding these preliminary exercises, we nevertheless managed to run six courses during the night and daybreak. We were in no hurry to develop, as we were not expected to be at Rouen before four o'clock. The dear fauna excelled herself in all the lascivious dodge to wind up and keep awake our power of fucking and enjoyment of every lubricious thought. She must cause spent more than twice as often as I did.

We were fortunate in finding an empty coupe in the railroad train, of which we took possession and, before arriving at Rouen, had made it a boudoir of dear, and twice sacrificed to Priapus on both his loved altars.

Louisa had told me it would be necessary to be on our guard at her dwelling house. She told me she could make out somehow or early for us to fulfil occasionally, but I must leave it to her to give me the signal when that could be the case.

We found her brother Frederick waiting with the carriage for us. Their greeting was most affectionate and warm. I found him a very-handsome, well-built young man and strikingly like his baby. Louisa introduced me. He was most frank in his address and said he was delighted to make my acquaintance, as he had long wished to see me from the frequent mention his sister had made of me in her letters home.

We had an enjoyable drive of about an hour and a half from Rouen to their father 's house, which was beautifully situated on one of the well-wooded, rolling hills of the neighbourhood.

We reached the house for half an hour before dinner. pa and mum, and a younger sister Sophie, as lovely as Hebe, was at the door to receive us.

Harry

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1. During my sojourn to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family gem. Apart from other thing I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the hoarded wealth which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic Holy Writ, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my root. They are all timeless and preciously. They are a must-read for all pornography lovers.

2. The Original writer of these Stories/Letters or Articles are long all in or Anonymous.

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

6.. My earnest apologia to the author of the Novel and lecturer for editing, or modifying the underage content, if any, to make it desirable for publishing in Bodoni font times.

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