The night was young, the moon was high,

We were alone just she and I.

Her hair was soft her eyes were blue,

I new just what she wanted me to do,

Her skin was smooth her legs were fine.

I ran my finger down her spin.

I dont know how but i tried my best,

As I placed my hand on her breast.

I remembered my fear, my fast beating heart.

And slowly she spread her legs apart.

And when I did it I felt no shame,

And all at once white stuff came.

At last it is finished, its all over now.

My first time ever…

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…Milking a cow!

(And what were YOU thinking about?)