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At last, the day arrived when my beloved Louisa and I were to proceed to her don 's theater. We had purposely named to all our Quaker in Paris the day before that on which we were really expected at her home so that we might stay on the road and have one last Nox of continuous indulgence in our passionate sexual love of each other.

We fixed upon the somewhat Greenwich Village of Rosny, not far from the Vernon Station, for the place of our endure delicious sole use of our lewd revels in love 's domains.

We had a pleasant run down to Vernon. I had been there myself before to choose our fourth and had found a courteous, plumb rural area auberge, the landlord himself being the cook. A pram was waiting for us, and a very nice dinner was served up shortly after our arrival. We had, however, already improved the social occasion, and had one delicious gamahuche, followed by an exquisite screwing which, combined with our journey, so sharpened the appetite that we did sizable justice to the really near dinner set before us.

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

Louisa suggested that these had doubtless often been used by the lecherous duchess, who was well-known for her vary amours, and giving me a lustful glance, fairly invited me to rival those who had been there before. I was already about to pop the question the identical affair and, as the low elevation of the couches, as well as their breadth, suggested a kneeling position, Louisa knelt down. I turned up her dress well over her backbone, and the whole sweetheart of her glorious ass became exposed to my ardent regard. I stooped and gamahuched her, but she was already so excited with her recall of the duchess 's beloved, that I had hardly got my natural language fairly on her clitoris before she spent profusely. Giving one good lick up, I left the majuscule portion to lube the passage and, bringing my stiff-standing peter to the entrance, I rubbed it up and down the sassing preparatory to a plunge at once up to the hilt. dearest Louisa gave a shriek of delight as she felt the glowing mass plowed its way violently forward until my belly came with a rush against her splendid buttocks. I begged her to frig herself, as I should otherwise mislay the delightful view of her glorious nates in all the amorous action mechanism she so deliciously exercised when love 's flit was buried in her rapture-giving cunt ; besides which, my upright emplacement enabled me to frig her charming arsehole, and thus add to the pleasance my straining prick was yielding to her cunt. 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 material father of the Count de Chambord, and who afterward, from jealousy, was her betrayer in Brittany. )

I immediately complied, and the honey miss Lententide herself to the trick and, I really believe, drop twice Sir Thomas More than she otherwise would have done. Certain it is that she went off at once with a scream of delight when I cried out,

'Oh ! My beloved Duchess, my adored Caroline, do you feel your Deutz 's scratch up to the hilt in your royal stag pussy ?'

My continued action, and the keeping up of the deception, soon excited her again into a state of matter of the wildest lust, and she spent profusely a indorsement time. I purposely held myself in, so that I was enabled to get her once more so excited that when I was make to fall we both simultaneously spent together-I crying out,

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

'Yes, oh yes ! My darling Deutz, squeeze your splendiferous mother fucker into my cunt as far it will go, bollock and all, if potential .'

The honey girlfriend, in the member of her salacious lustfulness, gave me such excessive pressures with her neat exponent in that way that I felt nerved at once to further efforts, and after a few pushes more in her pleasant-tasting bitch, I suddenly withdrew and plunged into the modest aperture of her prodigious arse. She met my plunge with a backward push, so that belly and buttocks met with a electrical 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 entree that way-so it is all your own. But frig me, dear Deutz, and jostle a finger or two up my snatch .'

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

After soaking in bliss for some mo I withdrew, and the dear holy man, turning quickly round before I could put my prick into my trousers seized it in her sassing and sucked it clean, declaring that it was sweeter than ever, and had given her the most exquisite pleasure in her assumed character.

We recommenced our stroll, enjoying the recherche beauty of the even. The moon had risen and increased the good luck charm of the scene. We lingered on, listening to the chorus of the Luscinia megarhynchos. We turned in to one of the shady bower and sat down to enjoy the harmony. dear Louisa thought, from the commodious and comfortable lounging seats, that this too must cause witnessed the loves of the amatory duchess, and asked if her Deutz would not again squeeze her.

'Ah ! My beloved Caroline, ever and at all clock time your royal pussy is earnest to me .'

And precipitating myself into her weapon, she drew out my ready standing prick, and we had another pleasant-tasting fuck, the pricy girl 's phantasy exciting her so very much that she declared it made her spend continuously.

Notwithstanding these preliminary exercises, we nevertheless managed to run six courses during the night and good morning. We were in no rush to jump, as we were not expected to be at Rouen before four o'clock. The dear animal excelled herself in all the lustful stratagem to shake and hold back alive our office of fucking and delectation of every lustful idea. She must have spent more than twice as often as I did.

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

Louisa had told me it would be necessary to be on our safety device at her home. She told me she could grapple somehow or other for us to touch occasionally, but I must forget it to her to ease up me the signal when that could be the case.

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

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

We reached the home for half an hr before dinner. dad and mom, and a jr. sister Sophie, as lovely as Hebe, was at the threshold to receive us.

Harry

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Notes ;

1. During my visit to London for survey where we had an Old Ancestral dwelling house, I stumbled on a fellowship gem. Apart from former things I also found a swelling of rule book, diaries, and note of hand in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my root. They are all timeless and valued. They are a must-read for all pornography lovers.

2. The master copy Authors of these Stories/Letters or Articles are longsighted drained or Anonymous.

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

4. The letters were written by a friend, Mr. Harry from City of Light. Harry Hargrove, photographer. Whitney Young, beautiful charwoman come to Harry 's studio apartment to have their portrait taken, but while there, one thing leads to another, and randy Harry 's sprightliness becomes one big Parisian orgy. Before internet pornography, before porn video, before smut movies, masses lusting for raunchy, X-rated amusement read adult books and cartridge. Victorian and Edwardian England had its own adult amusement industry - countless erotic novels were put out by shady publishers, some book were printed by the writer themselves, and most of the writers were anonymous. Many of these 19th-century Koran are surprisingly kinky, and some of them may be quite dysphemistic to modern-day lecturer - in more way of life than one. The anonymously written `` letters from a Friend in Paris '' was first published in 1874. This novel in the mannikin of letters is a great example of classic Victorian erotica.

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

6.. My sincere apologia to the author of the Novel and lector for editing, or modifying the underage content, if any, to make it suitable for publishing in Modern times.

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