All characters are fictional.This is a work of fiction. Of fantasy. It’s called ‘My Right of Free Speech.’ If you do not approve of youngsters...engaged in various sexual acts . . . or if you live in one of the God-forsaken States that bans possessing/reading such material . . then please, PLEASE, go someplace else.This is not some 4 page fuck/suck story. This story consists of 35 Chapters! It has the main story, the back story, lots of detail, enough sex to satisfy almost everyone and some. .marry him…he will satisfy you a lot..again kissed sonu.It was marriage day…lots of decoration…high grade celebration…Sanju reached as bride groom with grand band…baja..he was taken in into a well decorated rest room…I introduced myself…Hi sanju bhai I am Soly..younger sister of Sonu…your Sali..he gave lustful naughty look…oh dear..if I could see you earlier must have opted in your favour..anyway hi Sali…aadha gharbali…come along with your sister to me.We both laughed..he took my hand and. Laying on the bed Trisha watched JJ get dressed licking her lips at his tight little ass, she couldn’t believe he had just fucked her and then fingered her, getting dressed herself they sat downstairs and watched TV until JJ’s parents came home, his mum asked if she wanted to stay as it had started to snow heavily, phoning her mum Trisha said it was ok and his mum made up the spare room, during the night Trisha got up and got a drink meeting JJ’s dad in the living room “are you ok Trisha” she. Unless they had skills that developed in school, both would be sent into the fields with most of the people to farm the lands. With winter coming, the hands would be able to rest since their jobs took up twelve hours a day, six days a week with one day off to rest.They left with the horse given them. It was a two year old mare. No one knew at the time that she had been in heat and impregnated by the white stallion. It would be a surprise to everyone in the village when she dropped her colt in.
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