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An idyll

Down a peaceful, shady lane
Miss spanks her pet upon a style;
The cattle lowing through her pain;
The farmhouse roofs, another mile
Away, are bathed in evening hues
Of lavenders and pretty pinks,
And dusty apricots; She'd bruise
That bottom lilac, once pet sinks
Across hers knee; and blow by blow
The whispered stories, smack by smack
Turn that rear red; when miss lets go
She dances through to an attack
In green pastures among daisies,
Buttercups around her knees,
She straps pet while a pony grazes
Contentedly; then miss seizes
A knot of pet's hair, bluebells sway,
And pet did too; but the breezes
Did not make her rock as day
Drifts to evening; and her movements
Soon ensure the splash of mistress,
Coming against cunt; these moments
Are an idyll with no distress.
Written by SweetOblivion
Published | Edited 3rd Sep 2017
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