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Hayloft Memories
I remember playing in a hayloft
with older boys, daring to jump like they did.
I tunneled alone through hay and darkness,
to find light at the other end.
As my memory goes back to those carefree times,
I wonder if I tried to impress older boys
as if they were my father.
Was I trying to outdo my brothers?
Was there a sexual element
in body sensations in free fall in hay?
Was b...
Thursday 9th April 2020 2:01 pm
Hayloft
“Hayloft”
The hayloft love making
baby it was so sweet to
my burning infatuation
and body as you gently
laid me down on the
straw bedthen kissing my
whole body and you
even had my toes
tingling and then
you started to work
your sweet sex magic
while making me sigh
loudly because it was
like the first time we
made love all over
again baby the...
Friday 1st December 2017 11:57 am
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