Wild Ride/Gentle Picnic

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Hooves thundering,
Pale moonlight seen through red tresses.
The feel of her naked body against mine as she rides before me.
I cling to her curves drinking in the smell of her, the feel of her.
My hands wander lower and find her heat.
She arches into me and moans sweetly.
My nose tickles?
I open my eyes and she is there above me outlined in lush green trees
A blade of grass in her fingers
I lay upon a checked cloth in the forest meadow
I yawn and stretch as she gathers
I take the basket and she the cloth
our picnic is over.

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