— then under my balls, her hand was quite full of them, and there it lay, then again round my pego. My reply was to put on my night-gown, say I meant to sleep all night with her; I showed her my shirt, dabbed with bloody semen, and gloried in it, told her her chemise was in the same state. Sex vedio Again it was beginning to swell, she lay with her long black hair floating on the pillow, her eyes closed in baudy reverie. We let ourselves in, the bonnet had not come, Louise opened the window to look out for it, although it was dark. I felt a pain in my prick, and found the foreskin a little raw. My Secret Life, by “Walter”, is the memoir of a gentleman describing the author’s sexual development and experiences in Victorian England. The following day, a letter came to say Camille would be home that night. I saw the gauzy dressing gown lying open, the blue bows torn, a coarse white chemise in a well pressed heap, above a navel, an ample belly, finely formed thighs, of a slightly brown tint, and on the chemise beneath large spots of sperm, patches of blood, and spunk streaked with blood in quantity filling and covering the space between the cunt-hole, getting off I seated myself by the side of the bed; Louise seemed to awaken to consciousness,
