Maiden Magdalena: Fore'er His Lady
My Lord, t'is I, spread legs for thee. Thy trap pink for thy pleasures beThe maiden's horse galloped through tall green grass withal speed and finesse en route to the Prince's castle. Aloof bareback, her dress flowed carelessly in the wind as her horse pressed the green blades withal his clod hooves. Withal the sun's rays at h...