Cindy's Scare Crow

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Down the rows
in a field of corn
Cindy can be found
practicing porn

It's her dream
to be a porn queen
so she acts out
her favorite scene.

With no man around
Cindy has found
the scare crow won't
let her down.

Raising her hand
to her forehead
Cindy dramatically
begins to beg.

"Fuck me scare crow
and fuck me hard.
You know what I want
to be a porn star."

She unbuttoned her blouse
slow and sensual
Licking her lips
at the scare crows potential

Cupping her breast
she nipped at her nipples
Then let the blouse
fall sexually simple

She brushed back her pigtails
curled a farm girl smile.
Cindy's shorts fell
now the clothes were in a pile

Naked she strolled
towards the staked man
With her strap-on
in her hand.

She fastened it to
the still Scare Crow
shaking the penis
as if it would grow.

Then wrapped her arms
around the straw man
hiked her leg
and soon began humping.

"Oh Yes,"
she blurted out
then kissed him
as if he had a mouth.

Driving thrusts
she pumped at it
Her strange lover
that had a nice fit.

"Fuck me Scare Crow,
fuck me hard."
Cindy screamed
reading her script card.

Pulling straw
in feverish grasps
she pretended
he had a nice ass.

Jerking and thrashing
at the Scare Crows post.
She pressed harder
to get the most.

Then she quivered
and started to cum.
Down her leg
her juices run.

Hugging Scare Crow
with a death grip
Cindy's hand
reached to her slit.

Savoring her flavor
then offered him some.
Cindy smiled
tasting her cum.

She took the strap-on
and back to her clothes
then said to him
as she arose.

"Tomorrow I'll
put you back together,
and maybe we
will play with a feather."

Then she snickered
and blew him a kiss.
as she began
to get dressed.

She walked to the house
down the corn's row
thinking about her lover
The Scare Crow.

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bamagirlbamagirlover 19 years ago
LOL

Only you could do this poem :)