Mary Had a Little Lamb.

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She loved this woolly SO,
Every where that Mary went,
This lamb was sure to go.

Mary's little lamb was male,
She found this out one Spring.
In Spring time when his wool was cut,
She saw it there, his thing!

Now Mary's little lamb was small,
But not in every thing!
Cause when she cupped and squeezed his balls,
She found this out that Spring.

Yes Mary's little lamb was small,
But NOT his 8 inch dick!
When Mary saw it's hot-pink size,
It made her heart beat quick.

She moved her hand and squeezed it too,
To see how it would feel.
And when she felt it's hard warm length,
She gave a little squeal!

Cause Mary was a farmer's girl,
SHE KNEW where such things went,
She led her woolly lamb out back,
Dropped to her knees and bent.

She pulled her dress up on her back,
And offered him a prize.
Mary's lamb was small not dumb,
He nuzzled tween her thighs.

It made his cock grow hard but he,
Knew not just what to do.
Til Mary reached and guided him,
Just right, in right, in true!

When Mary's lamb was mounted right,
He needed no more help.
He hunched his hips and slammed it home,
And Mary gave a yelp!

He held her tightly round her waist,
And fucked her like a bunny!
Mary came and came again,
Her disposition sunny!

Yes Mary had a little lamb,
It's fleece was white as snow.
And every where that Mary went,
That lamb was sure to go!

And every time she squatted down,
And leaned forth with a grin.
Mary's little lamb would mount,
Her back and then begin.

He didn't need her hand to guide,
His cock in any more.
He'd hold her close and hunch her fast,
And fuck her like a pro!

Yes Mary had a little lamb,
Who wasn't small no more!
And when she'd kneal and bend her waist,
He'd ride her like a whore!!

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