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A Romp in the Metaphorical Hay.

As I sit here with the suns' rays

covering me like a warm waterfall

and hitting my body, I quickly

become hot

Little droplets begin to form on

my body, so I remove my shirt and

reveal my bikini-top

My husbands eye I catch watching me

and I soon lose my bottoms as well


Now my husband is almost chasing me,

trying to help me out of the rest

Playfully I grab the hose and threaten

to squirt him if he doesn't stay back,

but do you truly think that he cared


When the water doesn't stop him I

begin to run but he catches me halfway

around the tree and throws me down onto

the grass and kisses my hot body till

he sees the nosy neighbor watching


So inside we move and both quickly

lose our clothes for an afternoon

romp in the metaphorical hay
Written by WiccanGoddess15
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