The sky was blue;
The moon was high,
We were alone,
Just she and I.
Her hair was brown,
Her eyes were blue,
I knew just what,
She wanted to do
So with all my courage,
I did my best,
I placed my hand,
Upon her breast.
I trembled, I shook,
And felt her heart,
Slowly, she spread,
Her legs apart.
I knew she was ready,
But I didn’t know how,
This was my first experience,
Milking a cow...
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