1. Visit to the Farm – Female Hucow Slut


    Date: 5/28/2017, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Taboo, Author: ssspspb, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    on her well spaced buttocks, breeding hips. Pete's index finger pressed in-between Margaret's anus crack to probe her twat. Margaret smiled as she felt Pete's touch. Jen was unprepared for the open and uninhibited show of affection. Jen surmised that Pete was the father of at least some of Margaret's brood. Not only bare foot and pregnant, but au natural as well, thought Jen. This could be worse than she had imagined. Seeing Jen's perplexed look, Jen's aunt attempted an explanation. "We're very isolated here. That coupled with the year round hot weather makes for quite a bit of informality, it‘s just easier going around naked most of the time. Pete's my hired hand and Margaret is his wife. Pete needed someone and Margaret was the answer. I'm so glad that I got her. It's such a joy having the c***dren about." Jen's aunt spoke of Margaret as if she had been property. Jen quickly got settled. Jen's aunt invited Jen to the f****y room for refreshments. Margaret, now having donned an apron, but still bare-assed, served drinks. As Margaret bent over to serve drinks, Jen couldn't help notice that Margaret's lower regions were completely hairless. At first sip Jen could taste the alcohol. Jen's aunt started the conversation. "I do not know whether anyone told you about our farm. Many things changed after the enactment of the new human livestock laws." Jen perked up. Jen had only once been to a human butcher shop. Very high priced meat. Jen blushed as she remembered the butcher's ...
    assessment of her, sized up like a prize cow fit for slaughter. "So you're into human cattle?" "Yes, we specialize mostly in the dairy", replied Jen's aunt. "No barbecues?", asked Jen. "Occasionally. Ever so often a human cow gets used up and needs to be disposed of. We also breed them." Upon her aunt's mentioning breeding Jen immediately thought of Margaret. Jen felt her nether regions getting damp with visions of f***ed mating, though perhaps not so much f***ed in Margaret's case. "You need a tour. Pete, tomorrow come with us. I want to show Jen around." Jen had a difficult time sl**ping that night. Besides thoughts of what she would see tomorrow, sounds of sex could be clearly heard. Pete and Margaret occupied a room next to hers. Jen could not mistake Margaret's cries as she obtained orgasm. More breeding, thought Jen. Uncharacteristic of Jen, she slept in the nude that night. Perhaps her aunt's drinks had something to do with how she felt. Jen felt flushed. The evening's encounter was all too much for her. Jen's fingers located the sweet spot of her nether region to bring her off. Ch.2 Jen, the New Farm hand Jen's tour began with the left most and the longest of the two parallel barns. Jen had expected Pete to lead the way, but only her aunt was with her. Jen wore a pair of jeans and a tight fitting tank top. Her ample charms were well displayed. As her aunt opened the double pair of end doors Jen was shocked by what she saw. At the far end of the barn Pete was leading in ...
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