Milkmaid She was a Milkmaid and I needed some cream Was that realistic? At the time it did seem. Perfectly normal for her bright cherry lips were always a smiling as she swayed her fine hips. It would be simple to skim some cream from the churn But then I was young and had something to learn. She... Sign in to see full entry.
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