So tight, such a deliciously warm and throbbing sheath, delighted my little prick--I cannot describe how I felt; but it must have swollen up immensely. It felt ready to burst, and almost directly I felt the electric shootings which give such intense pleasure in the act of emission. My very soul seemed to melt into her vitals under these blissful sensations.
"How beautifully warm; how I feel it shoot up into me! Ah, this beats everything I ever felt before!" she sighed, kissing and hugging me in rapturous extasy.
"No, my love," I laughed. "You never felt it before when you have it in your bottom. I'm so pleased that you like our way, as I also like this little hole best."
She made me repeat the game without withdrawing, and all night long we were kissing and sucking each other's parts, till just as it was getting light we fell into a sound sleep in each other's arms.
After this first night we always slept together, but she would not always let me fuck her, as she told me too much of it might injure my health.
One morning she confided to me the secret that she often got a nice fuck in the cowhouse from our boy Joe, who assisted her in the milking. "And what do you think, Jack, I get him to do sometimes? Why, there is a long stool there which we put under one of the quietest cows that has beautiful long tits, then I lay myself on my back on the stool, and he puts one of the cow's tits right into my pussey and milks it right into me. It's beautiful, it's delicious, beats everything; no man is at all so good. It makes me come so when I feel the rush of the warm milk right up into my very womb. You shall see it, Jack, this very afternoon. I'll tell Joe you're all right, and we can have a good lark together, as your mamma is going on a visit somewhere this afternoon directly after dinner."
This was a chance for me. I had long wanted to get intimate with master Joe, who was a fine, plump, good-looking, ruddy-faced boy of seventeen, but he had always seemed so distant and shy, even to me his mistress's son; in fact it now seemed another instance of how "still waters run deep," as I thought how curious it was that he should be so free with Sarah.
As soon as my unsuspecting parent had started on her way, Sarah and I went to the cowhouse, where Joe met us with a smile of pleasure as we entered.