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“And over here we’ve got the barn. Your uncle’s just purchased several new stallions. I think he plans on breeding them.”
Linda Hollingsworth followed her aunt across the wide graveled courtyard, shading her eyes from the midday sun. She listened to the woman, her arms folded just under her high riding, thirty-six-inch tits. Vaguely interested in the information, Linda looked around once more, enjoying the feel of the warm sun on her bare arms and legs. It was going to be a pleasant, slightly boring vacation from Los Angeles. Her two cousins, Kathy and Mindy, were nice enough, and her Aunt Mary was trying to entertain her on the first day. Of course, Linda would have preferred to have spent her spring vacation at home. Bobby Farraday was making advances finally, something that sent her virgin young cunt into spasms when she thought of it.
“Oh, what’s over there?” Linda pointed at a tall shed some thirty feet from the barn.
“Oh, just a tool shed. We don’t use it any more. Your uncle’s been meaning to tear it down and . . . well, what are you girls doing in the barn?”
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