Her mother had become sickly after giving birth to her and had died four winters later. Life on the farm had become hard after that. It was as if he... mother’s death had robbed the land of all its vitality. Her father blamed Kelly for everything and treated her accordingly. Oftentimes the beatings were so bad that Kelly forgot about her hunger. This past winter had been the worst; pests had eaten the harvest, and they had run out of food and money early in the winter. One of Kelly’s older. Pher usna mujha kamar sa pakda taki ma hill na saku aur ek jabardast jhatka mara aur merio cheek nikal gayi . Asa laga jassa kujh bada andar gus gya ho ma apna hath sa usa pischa dhaakka da rahi thi par woh strong hona ki wajha sa pisha nahi hath rha tha.Aur meri ass itni dukh rahi thi ki mujsa bola bhi nahi ja rha tha. Aur akhon sa asu nikal rha tha aur ma jor jor sa rona lagi.Uski bhi lhalat kharab thi aur uska bhi lund boht dukh rha tha . Pher usna dheera dheera meri ass sa lund nikala toh. I fumbled my way to the restroom to undress, not bothering to pick my things up nor even turn the light on. I made my way to the bed with no idea why he’d be on my side, another push moved him over. I wrapped my arm around him, my hand landing on his hard cock. If it wasn’t for that I’m sure I would of fell straight to sleep but there now holding his meat thoughts of the conversation with that young stud about sex and him himself popped into mind. I figured hell, I at least owe him that much.. Then it was just me and Blue Top. Suddenly I realized what was happening, what was about to happen.“Don’t be in a hurry, little man. I want to honor you today. I know you’re Mantea’s bitch, but today, I’m going to borrow you, know what I mean,” said Marcus Milford, aka Blue Top. It was a stupid name for a stupid pig, but the stupid pig was 6’6 and like two-sixty at least. I had no chance. I could fight him and ruin his hopes, but I would for damn sure be in the infirmary for a fucking month,.