The sky was dark, the moon was high
We were alone, just her and I
Her hair so soft, her eyes so blue
I knew just what she wanted to do.
I didn't know how, but I tried my best,
I placed my hand upon her breast
Her skin so soft, her hair so fine,
I kept my fingers running down her spine
My pounding head, my beating heart
She slowly spread her legs apart
The white stuff came, it's over now...
My first experience,
Milking a cow
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