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Nocturnal Meeting 58: His usual term of endearment for me is ‘fat-arse or split-arse little fucker’.at fat-arse, n.
Nocturnal Meeting 58: His usual term of endearment for me is ‘fat-arse or split-arse little fucker’. Nocturnal Meeting 74: Wait till I get my spout fair into your piss-pot, and I’ll fuck your bloody arse off.at — the arse/ass off under arse, n.
Nocturnal Meeting 58: His usual term of endearment for me is ‘fat-arse or split-arse little fucker’.at split arse, n.
Nocturnal Meeting 79: How funny his bollocks felt rolling about on my diaphragm.at ballocks, n.
Nocturnal Meeting 86: I have been an outrageous belly-bumper for years, she remarked.at belly bumper, n.
Nocturnal Meeting 143: Boys, if you get Mrs Aintree’s belly up [...] I’l give you a bicycle apiece.at belly up, adj.1
Nocturnal Meeting 42: A fine plum for two amorous bitches like us.at bitch, n.1
Nocturnal Meeting 12: I made bold to [...] gaze upon the magnificent bubbies.at bubby, n.1
Nocturnal Meeting 72: Shove it up [...] ram me like buggery.at like buggery (adv.) under buggery, n.
Nocturnal Meeting 26: How are you built down below? She felt for my balls.at built, adj.
Nocturnal Meeting 49: Scarecly had I got into bed than he fairly rushed me, like a bull.at bull, n.1
Nocturnal Meeting 150: The sweeping thighs, and the darkling bull’s-eyes beneath.at bull’s eye, n.
Nocturnal Meeting 49: Your drawers are dripping, and it’s [i.e. vaginal secretions] running down your stockings. What a hot little cat.at cat, n.1
Nocturnal Meeting 129: How’s dear Cock Roin, said Ethel squeezing it tenderly.at cock robin (n.) under cock, n.3
Nocturnal Meeting 34: It will give me the greatest pleasure to suck just another lot straight out of your cods.at cods, n.1
Nocturnal Meeting 86: Some women I have fucked [...] have had cunts like horse-collars.at horse-collar, n.
Nocturnal Meeting 29: Ethel [...] was only too delighted to get the chance of frigging her dainty crack.at crack, n.3
Nocturnal Meeting 81: The mames [sic] he has for my cunt vary from cream-jug to piss-pot.at cream jug (n.) under cream, n.1
Nocturnal Meeting 56: There were six of us girls, all rather good-looking [...] trust Master George and his friends for picking out crummy pieces.at crummy, adj.1
Nocturnal Meeting 26: Now Ethel, get up on that chair and show Harry [...] your delicate cunny.at cunny, n.
Nocturnal Meeting 75: We'll make a first-class cunt-puncher of him.at cunt-puncher (n.) under cunt, n.
Nocturnal Meeting (1996) 47: I knew very well he was a confirmed cunt-hunter.at cunt-hunter (n.) under cunt, n.
Nocturnal Meeting 123: When i give a drum or a dance I get in outsiders to help.at drum, n.3
Nocturnal Meeting 49: He tickled my fanny.at fanny, n.1
Nocturnal Meeting 67: [He] frigged his cock furiously with his fingers.at frig, v.
Nocturnal Meeting 41: Here’s a couple of loving and most fucksome women.at fucksome (adj.) under fuck, v.
Nocturnal Meeting 84: It was likely to be eminently fuckable for many a year yet.at fuckable (adj.) under fuck, v.
Nocturnal Meeting 26: I am sure he is not the man to shrink form an appetising fuck.at fuck, n.
Nocturnal Meeting 5: These damsels were all plain, not fancy fuckers [...] perfectly satisfied with a straightforward hump.at fucker, n.
Nocturnal Meeting 29: Gameruche the litle bitch.at gamahuche, v.
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