“Serge,” cried Madame, “but you are marvellously fit this morning.”
“It is what you have brought me that has done it,” he answered, and coming to the bedside he flung off the clothes and showing me all bare, pressed a hot kiss to my cunt.
As I lay there quivering, all on fire for filth, Madame toyed with me, her dexterous fingers running all over my body.
His Highness pulled her from me, and dragging off her bodice from her, exposed too, her naked breasts, not such a good sight as mine but very tempting. She flung herself on the bed by my side and grappled me; the contact of her warm flesh sent flames of desire all through me. The Prince came back to the bed and between them they rolled me from side to side, kissing me everywhere, licking my flesh. I think that Madame thrust her tongue further down my cunt than any one ever had before.