By Richard Martin
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Now let's all be good children. You, Berthe, remain quiet and get some rest. " She left, and I went down to my room, after having got dressed again and kissed Berthe good-bye. [ 52 ] CHAPTER EIGHT THE DAY'S EVENTS HAD WORN ME to a frazzle. My one desire was to rest. When I awoke the next morning, I was lying on my back, a position which usually gives me an erection. Shortly thereafter I heard the sound of approaching footsteps. Wanting to play a joke on the bailiff's wife, I lifted my nightshirt, threw the blankets off me, and pretended to be asleep.
I withdrew, and a dark red mass of sperm mixed with the blood caused by the piercing of the maidenhead and the menstruation flowed out. We were both frightened. My member was covered with blood, which stuck to my balls and hair. But imagine our fright when we heard a voice behind us saying: "My, my my! " Kate was standing beside us. She had forgotten something and had been sent back to fetch it. So absorbed had we been in what we were doing that we had not heard her climb the stairs, but apparently she'd been watching us for some time from the hallway, and had then opened the door quietly and tiptoed into the room during Berthe's voluptuous orgasm.
Ah! ah! God A'mighty! " And with that she came, and there was an increased flow of her love juice. At the tail end of her climax, the sensitive chambermaid bit my shoulder. Feeling her boiling ejaculation, I realized that my own climax was not far off. Kate had quickly regained control of herself. " I'd also risen to my feet. Kate pulled me toward her with her right arm; I tongued her nipples. I must have spread my legs. Standing there naked as the day I was born in front of the two attentive girls, my belly was seized by a fit of convulsions.
Bloom by Richard Martin