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 attentions till I had raised quite a storm of desire in both our heaving bosoms.

She was married to a rather old and ugly fellow, whose money had caught the silly butterfly, who thought that wealth alone could secure happiness.

You may guess the result. A friendly sofa was at hand. We sank down upon it, and, in spite of her pretended resistance, I not only investigated the crack of love but-got into it. She was one of those hairy, lustful women one occasionally meets with, and' when she had once tasted the fine root I introduced into her cunt (which was already swimming in spendings before Mr. Pego could present his head), she could scarcely ever be satisfied; in fact, we ran awful risks. When I was stopping in the house she would leave her