 The night was young, the moon was high,
                  We were alone just she and I.

                  Her hair was smooth, her eyes bright blue,
                  I knew just what she wanted me to do.

                  Her skin was soft, her legs so fine,
                  I ran my finger down her spin.

                  I don't know how but I tried my best,
                  As I placed my hand on her tender breast.

                  I remembered my fear, my fast beating heart,
                  And slowly she spread her legs apart.

                  And when I did it I felt no shame,
                  I watched in awe as the white stuff came.

                  At last it's finished, it's all over now.

                  My first time ever...Milking a cow!
