Laura’s lips to his for a long, luscious kiss. His inamorata was not idle, for I could see her unbuttoning his trouser, and soon she let out a beautiful specimen of the arbor vitse, at least nine inches long and very thick. It was in glorious condition, with a great, glowing red head.
Laura at once knelt down and kissed this jewel of love, and would, I believe, have sucked him to a spend, but Lord Arthur was too impatient, and he raised his companion from her stooping posture, and passing his hands under Laura’s clothes. She gave a very pretty scream and pretended to be shocked at this rudeness, and next he turned everything up and tossed her on the bed.
As yet there was nothing to see but a beautiful pair of legs enveloped within lovely knicker-bocker drawers. These were prettily trimmed with the finest lace, and I could also see pink silk stockings and the most fascinating little shoes with silver buckles. His lordship quickly opened Laura’s thighs, and, putting his hand into her drawers, soon brought to light as manly a weapon as any lady could desire to see, and very different from the crinkum-crankum one usually expects to find when one throws up a lady’s petticoats and proceeds to take liberties with her. But his lordship’s love was only a man in woman’s clothes, as everyone now knows it was Boulton’s practice to make himself up as a lovely girl. There seems such a peculiar fascination to gentlemen in the idea of having a beautiful creature, such as an ordinary observer would take for a beautiful lay, to dance and flirt, with, knowing all the while that his inamorata is a youthful man in disguise.
“What’s this beautiful plaything, Laura darling? Are you an hermaphrodite, my love? Oh, I must kiss it: it’s such a treasure! Will it spend like a man’s love?”
I heard Lord Arthur say all this as he fondled and caressed Boulton’s prick, passing his hand up and down the ivory-white shaft and kissing the dark, ruby-coloured head every time it was uncovered.
How excited I became at the sight you may be sure. I also longed to caress and enjoy both the fine pegos I had seen; but although my own prick was stiff almost to bursting, I determined not to frig myself, as I was sure of finding a nice partner when I returned to the ball-room. Still, I would rather have been Boulton than anyone. His make-up was so sweetly pretty that I longed to have him, and him have me.
But to go on. I could see that the assumed Laura was greatly agitated. Her whole frame shook, whilst one of his lordship’s hands seemed to be under Laura’s bottom, and no doubt with postillioning her bottomhole; and presently, seeing how agitated he had made her, he took that splendid prick fairly into his mouth and sucked away with all the ardour of a male gamahucher; his eyes almost emitted sparks as the crisis seemed to come, and he must have swallowed every drop of the creamy emission he had worked so hard to obtain.
His other hand frigged the shaft of Boulton’s prick rapidly as he sucked its delicious head.
After a minute or two he wiped his mouth, and turned Laura ‘round so as to present her bottom over the edge of the bed, then threw up all the skirts over her back, and opening the drawers from behind he kissed each cheek of the lovely white bum, and tickled the little hole with his tongue. But he was too impatient to waste much time in kissing, so at once he presented his prick to Boulton’s fundament, as he held the two cheeks of his pretty arse open with his hands.
Although such a fine cock, it did not seem to have a very difficult task to get in, and he was so excited that he very nearly came at once. But keeping his place, he soon commenced a proper bottom fuck, which both of them gave signs of enjoying intensely, for I could fairly hear his belly flop against Boulton’s buttocks at every home push, whilst each of them called the
Laura at once knelt down and kissed this jewel of love, and would, I believe, have sucked him to a spend, but Lord Arthur was too impatient, and he raised his companion from her stooping posture, and passing his hands under Laura’s clothes. She gave a very pretty scream and pretended to be shocked at this rudeness, and next he turned everything up and tossed her on the bed.
As yet there was nothing to see but a beautiful pair of legs enveloped within lovely knicker-bocker drawers. These were prettily trimmed with the finest lace, and I could also see pink silk stockings and the most fascinating little shoes with silver buckles. His lordship quickly opened Laura’s thighs, and, putting his hand into her drawers, soon brought to light as manly a weapon as any lady could desire to see, and very different from the crinkum-crankum one usually expects to find when one throws up a lady’s petticoats and proceeds to take liberties with her. But his lordship’s love was only a man in woman’s clothes, as everyone now knows it was Boulton’s practice to make himself up as a lovely girl. There seems such a peculiar fascination to gentlemen in the idea of having a beautiful creature, such as an ordinary observer would take for a beautiful lay, to dance and flirt, with, knowing all the while that his inamorata is a youthful man in disguise.
“What’s this beautiful plaything, Laura darling? Are you an hermaphrodite, my love? Oh, I must kiss it: it’s such a treasure! Will it spend like a man’s love?”
I heard Lord Arthur say all this as he fondled and caressed Boulton’s prick, passing his hand up and down the ivory-white shaft and kissing the dark, ruby-coloured head every time it was uncovered.
How excited I became at the sight you may be sure. I also longed to caress and enjoy both the fine pegos I had seen; but although my own prick was stiff almost to bursting, I determined not to frig myself, as I was sure of finding a nice partner when I returned to the ball-room. Still, I would rather have been Boulton than anyone. His make-up was so sweetly pretty that I longed to have him, and him have me.
But to go on. I could see that the assumed Laura was greatly agitated. Her whole frame shook, whilst one of his lordship’s hands seemed to be under Laura’s bottom, and no doubt with postillioning her bottomhole; and presently, seeing how agitated he had made her, he took that splendid prick fairly into his mouth and sucked away with all the ardour of a male gamahucher; his eyes almost emitted sparks as the crisis seemed to come, and he must have swallowed every drop of the creamy emission he had worked so hard to obtain.
His other hand frigged the shaft of Boulton’s prick rapidly as he sucked its delicious head.
After a minute or two he wiped his mouth, and turned Laura ‘round so as to present her bottom over the edge of the bed, then threw up all the skirts over her back, and opening the drawers from behind he kissed each cheek of the lovely white bum, and tickled the little hole with his tongue. But he was too impatient to waste much time in kissing, so at once he presented his prick to Boulton’s fundament, as he held the two cheeks of his pretty arse open with his hands.
Although such a fine cock, it did not seem to have a very difficult task to get in, and he was so excited that he very nearly came at once. But keeping his place, he soon commenced a proper bottom fuck, which both of them gave signs of enjoying intensely, for I could fairly hear his belly flop against Boulton’s buttocks at every home push, whilst each of them called the
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