Victorian and Edwardian England had its own adult entertainment industry – countless erotic novels were put out by shady publishers, some books were printed by the authors themselves, and most of the writers were anonymous. xxx LETTER IX
I was obliged to break off my last letter, as the recollection of those two lovely creatures posing their naked and beautiful forms, all unconscious of a witness to their incestuous proceedings was too exciting for me to continue the de***********ion that day. The letters were written by a friend, Mr. Harry Hargrove, photographer. Give me one loving cuddle, and then we can sleep comfortably. Then Louisa drew back her leg and, turning round, nestled her glorious arse in Fred’s belly. She was not long in resuming her splendid action, beginning as before with long and slow movements
