“Looks like you are washing the blood from the holding pen,” the man that knew I was a swordsmith said. “Your kid made the mess.”“But this i... my company, so why do I have to clean up her mess,” I asked as I pulled the high-pressure hose into the holding pen.Unlike where they stunned the cows with the bolt gun, bled them out, and drained the blood, the holding pen didn’t have tile on the floor. It was concrete, like in the areas with the automatic milking machines.The older man that had been. I couldn’t help feeling sad, those thrusts were meant for my cunt. My sadness must have seeped into my cunt juices, for, suddenly Pratusha pushed my buttocks.“Oh , my God, what am I doing? Rajesh, take out your cock from my cunt and fuck her. I am so sorry dear, I was so drunk, my cunt overtook my mind” she said and got up. Still her eyes were not focusing but she was steady.Rajesh’s cock was glistening with her dripping juice.‘Swati, dear, lick my juice and let it not become soft. I will bring. More

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