We just couldn't help ourselves...
"He lowered his hand over her, she felt his fingers comb through her nether curls as he slid his hand downward, her folds parting and slipping into place around his long fingers."
"She felt her eyes go round. 'Good Lord!' she cried.
'What is that?'"
"Konstanze pointed to his crotch. 'Is there something amiss with it?'
He stood straight, naked now, his penis protruding like the pole of a shop sign. He looked down at it, and it began to deflate, shrinking and sagging. 'I don't think so.'
'But...' she said, her eyes fixed upon it as if upon a snake, 'it's so big.'
'It is?' The member in question puffed up as if in pride, regaining its former stiff stature. 'That's to make it better to please you with, my dear,' he said, and when she looked up at his face, he was grinning.
She pulled the sheet up, gripping it tightly. 'It's not what I expected. It's like something out of that book, "an enormous machine.''"
"She hesitated, but the truth was she would very much like to touch it and become acquainted."
"The thing might as well have been the appendage of a different animal entirely, compared to what had hung between Budd's legs."
"She pushed down the sheet and then, feeling like Sleeping Beauty reaching for the deadly spindle, touched the beast upon its head. It bobbed in response."
"She almost forgot that it was attached to Tom, she became so engrossed in exploring the contours and running her fingertips along ridges, and letting the dampened end nudge her palm like the nose of a friendly dog."
"At the entrance to her body she felt a moistening -- a desire rising within her to have Tom inside her, to have him filling a new and hungry emptiness the way the heroine in the Memoirs had been filled. The very interior of her felt as if it was alive with wanting, her flesh tingling with the need to be taken."
"She sucked in a breath at the surprise of it, the head feeling now like a veritable fist against her, it was so wide and her body so unwilling to receive it."
"He stopped with his face above that space between her thighs, and as she watched in horrified embarrassment he combed away her curls with his fingers and parted her nether lips."
"She dropped back onto the pillows at the luscious contact, eyes closing and all thought melting away into a starry black galaxy of pleasure."
"His manhood pulsed against her, and something warm and wet spread in spurts between their bodies."
She looked down at her belly, then sat halfway up in surprise, her fingers going to the substance spread there. 'The 'milky effusion'!'"
