William Potter and friends, The Romance of Lust; or, Early Experiences…
“ I writhed beneath him in the utmost ecstasy, threw my arms round his body, and hugged him to me.“Oh! you are an angel,” he cried, “and made for enjoyment. Throw your legs also over my back — there, that is it — and now I will hasten my movements, and we will die away together.” Oh, the delight he gave me was inexpressibly delicious; his rapid and eager thrusts were as eagerly met by the upheaving of my bottom to reciprocate them. The grand crisis seized us simultaneously, and we sank momentarily exhausted in each other’s arms, leaving the dear exciter of such joys soaking within. ”
