Puffy areola and showing the hairy goblet, on the sofa

Fanny Hill (Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure)

Letter The First

I bid him come towards me and give me his letter, at the same time throwing down, carelessly, a book I had in my hands. He colour'd, and came within reach of delivering me the letter, which he held out, awkwardly enough, for me to take, with his eyes riveted on my bosom, which was, through the design'd disorder of my handkerchief, sufficiently bare, and rather shaded than hid.

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