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The Milk Maid

....aaah, such is the anguish of the morning chore.  
 
She reaches forward to grasp  
the protuberance between his thighs  
it hangs low  
dongling, dangling  
heavy, not yet hard  
 
a sight that draws her attentions  
closer and closer to the prize  
hanging there between deep  
dark sculpted muscular thighs  
 
She captures the root firmly inside soft hands  
A curious feeling that she does not understand  
but it stirs her immensely........  
 
…....it has a life of it's own  
it fills the void inside her fingers grasp  
throbbing and warm  
as the beast deeply moans  
it becomes warm inside her palms  
growing bigger  
a slow pulse building  
a wry smile presenting itself upon  
her red ruby lips  
 
she squeezes and kneads  
him like yeast risen dough  
pulling firmly up and down  
to and fro  
the beautiful erotic animal shudders  
"heaving his hoe"  
 
dripping warm nectar  
from a tiny opening atop  
his mushroom shaped head  
wet lips taste his juice  
Oh how many desires  
can be fed  
from this extraction....  
 
…tightening her grip upon his thickening udder  
 
to her surprise, an even stronger reaction  
as she fights hard to restrain the mighty beast  
who now thrust wildly  
uncontrollably  
his flesh now hot  
deep purple blush  
straining to find relief  
 
fat, thick and rich  
she strokes and pumps  
his meat feverishly  
as this powerful beast  
begins to shudder and seize  
eyes closed in the throes  
of a creamy white release  
which spurts forth like a hot  
fountain from an artesian stream  
 
wetness upon  
fingers, hands  
face, buoyant breast,  
her beautiful black mane  
the wild animal begins to gently  
settle back down once again  
 
and the beautiful maid  
licks the sweet over flow  
from her fingers  
longing for the next time  
the milking chores come
 
 
Written by MusicallyMrM (Mr_Mahogany_Wood)
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