My countenance expressed, no doubt, my surprise as my
silence did my acquiescence. I was now embarked, and
thoroughly determined on any voyage the company would take
me on.
The first that stood up, to open the ball, were a cor-
net of horse, and that sweetest of olive-beauties, the soft
and amorous Louisa. He led her to the couch "nothing loth,"
on which he gave her the fall, and extended her at her
length with an air of roughness and vigour, relishing high
of amorous eagerness and impatience. The girl, spreading
herself to the best advantage, with her head upon the pillow,
was so concentred in what she was about, that our presence
seemed the least of her care and concern. Her petticoats,
thrown up with her shift, discovered to the company the
finest turn'd legs and thighs that could be imagined, and in
broad display, that gave us a full view of that delicious
cleft of flesh into which the pleasing hair-grown mount over
it, parted and presented a most inviting entrance between
two close-hedges, delicately soft and pouting. Her gallant
was now ready, having disencumber'd himself from his cloaths,
overloaded with lace, and presently, his shirt removed, shew'd
us his forces in high plight, bandied and ready for action.
But giving us no time to consider the dimensions, he threw
himself instantly over his charming antagonist, who receiv'd
him as he pushed at once dead at mark like a heroine, without
flinching; for surely never was girl constitutionally truer
to the taste of joy, or sincerer in the expressions of its
sensations, than she was: we could observe pleasure lighten
in her eyes, as he introduc'd his plenipotentiary instrument
into her; till, at length, having indulg'd her to its utmost
reach, its irritations grew so violent, and gave her the
spurs so furiously, that collected within herself, and lost
to everything but the enjoyment of her favourite feelings,
she retorted his thrusts with a just concert of springy
heaves, keeping time so exactly with the most pathetic sighs,
that one might have number'd the strokes in agitation by
their distinct murmurs, whilst her active limbs kept wreath-
ing and intertwisting with his, in convulsive folds: then
the turtle-billing kisses, and the poignant painless love-
bites, which they both exchang'd in a rage of delight, all
conspiring towards the melting period.
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