I'll tell her in the poem.
My first time was so ...
The sky was clear,
The moon almost golden
There in the field she and I,
And do not see anything else.
Smooth skin,
She four,
The hip bones exposed,
Wide hips,
And I dabbing,
The soft of your back.
Not knowing how to start,
I looked at the slender body.
And I decided to put their hands,
About her tender breasts.
I felt fear.
My heart was beating strong,
While it very slowly,
The firm opened legs.
Victory! I did it!
It then improved.
At least this time,
The white liquid gushed.
Finally it was over,
And almost go out on a stretcher.
It was thus the first time
I took the cow's milk.

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