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Squash sex
No one can accuse me
of being a hands-off gardener.
Checking and fretting every day
as blossoms drop off uselessly...
finally in desperation
dipping my digits deep
into fleshy flower tubes
finger-fucking the blooms
because the poor pollinators
aren't doing their damn jobs
and I want these plants
fertilized and fruiting
so I can savour my stupid squash!
of being a hands-off gardener.
Checking and fretting every day
as blossoms drop off uselessly...
finally in desperation
dipping my digits deep
into fleshy flower tubes
finger-fucking the blooms
because the poor pollinators
aren't doing their damn jobs
and I want these plants
fertilized and fruiting
so I can savour my stupid squash!
Published 13th Aug 2020
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14th Aug 2020 1:07am
Anonymous
14th Aug 2020 12:11pm
I believe she invented a category for the newly proposed Erotica Group:
Whoreticulture
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Whoreticulture
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14th Aug 2020 4:27am
Dear B,
A girls got to do what a girls got to do to get the desired results. No regrets. Good job. I hope the squash was a big one. H🌷
A girls got to do what a girls got to do to get the desired results. No regrets. Good job. I hope the squash was a big one. H🌷
14th Aug 2020 7:03pm
There are a few little ones starting to grow... hoping I'll be thoroughly rewarded for my efforts...
16th Aug 2020 9:50pm
I am thoroughly amused and frankly turned on by your words. And I'm certain your squash yearn to have you help out. You've also given a significant layer of eroticism to the life's work of a bee. I wanna garden with you...get my hands dirty in that warm soil. Hey let's write a gardening song.😁
17th Aug 2020 1:36am
We could start with a poem and see if it turns into a song...
Yesterday, a big fat bumble bee flew out just when I was about to give the flowers a poke. I stayed to watch him visit every one, and cheered him on. Hooray for the bees!!
Yesterday, a big fat bumble bee flew out just when I was about to give the flowers a poke. I stayed to watch him visit every one, and cheered him on. Hooray for the bees!!
