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I never did develop much of an interest in the affairs of the gentry, as I was very busy with the life that I had in my own station in life. When I began my apprenticeship, I was built very strongly for my age. I was only medium tall for those times, but I my weight was concentrated in my upper body, my chest and arms. They had been somewhat toned by my helping my father at the forge, but evidently much of it was a genetic gift father to son. My first duties in apprenticeship involved getting very acquainted with that stable tool, the pitchfork. My master spent a lot more time than he desired or really had in teaching me the proper use of one. And I got a lot of practice in a stables including up to twenty horses at any one time. Deflections of proper usage, were often pointed out to me with scruffs to my neck or boots applied to my hindquarters. Never cruelly, but with the end product of making me a proper stable boy, from the ground up, as you might put it. The smells and sights of my work there never bothered me much at all, since it smelled no worse, but of another nature, to the smells of the unwashed in my previous family home. So, after the initial shock of now being on my own at such an early age, and being alone; I started to settle in to my tiny room, the camaraderie of the stable men and with the food that came to me in my room sometimes right from the owner’s table. It was delivered by one of the kitchen girls, older than me, but already taking notice of an up and coming new male on the estate. It was one of these kitchen girls that introduced me to the practice of bathing for cleanliness. They seemed to take personal delight in providing the tub and doggystyle porn warm water to facilitate this, and this practice served me well in my intimate life as I grew older. They often took a hand in helping Hardcore me to get the best results from this practice. And the serving girls often in my later teens remarked that I was cleaner and better smelling than most of their mistresses. When my Stable Master found out that I had some experience with forge work, he then diverted at least half of the time to aid their resident blacksmith. Getting me into the family trade at least part-time after all. I mostly worked with making and sizing up horse shoes to relieve the smithy of that time consuming and boring job. I considered anything that moved me from the business end of a pitchfork as a deliverance, indeed. After the success of this and my starting to grow into my mid-teenage years, Hairy I was mostly removed from the pitchfork usage and moved on to horse care. Starting with the washing of them down and the brushing of their hides. They seemed to know that I was still much afraid of them, and were not beyond putting me in my place at times. But, as they got used to my gentle manner in their care, they seemed to let up a bit on the cuffing of my ankles and the nipping of my arms to let me take the care of them that they so enjoyed. They never did fall in love with me, except for a couple of the mares who seemed to look at me at times and wish that I had four legs and was quite a bit bigger. But, they did adopt a much more gentle approach to my efforts to care for them. Starting at about the age of fourteen, the kitchen girls who had previously only aided me in my baths and in my keeping a couple of sets of clean clothing for my appearances at the main house, started taking in a more of a personal interest in me. And the ages of them didn’t matter that much. From the older to the youngest mid-teens, they started to make it known to me that they had more than professional interests in my hide. I was fifteen, I figured, when I first encountered the attractions of being with a female. She came to me in the night and in a naked state entered into under my covers on a frosty night, with me sound asleep. I slept with very few clothes on and covers mounded up over me, so she woke me up in her proceeding to enliven my body to her needs. She did very little kissing, but her hands were everywhere about my body, and when they centered at my waist, I took very quick notice. At that she whispered that she didn’t have a lot of time, so she mounted her rounded body up over me under the covers and installed my now gloriously upraised member right up and into her secret place between her hips. I didn’t even get to enjoy much of the wonderful feelings because I soon emptied up into her to her delight and then with a brief kissing and cuddling, she was out of the bed and on her way back to the big house. I then fell back asleep with dreams of big ladies with warm and wet ports of call. Not long after that, the groomsman passed away and so I was now also in training to prepare the horses for riding and also to drive the wagons and carriages for the Master’s family. They evidently selected me because I was turning into a ruddy asian and very handsome young man. I looked the best in driver’s livery of any of the available men on the manor. This brought me into very much more of a relationship with the people and especially the ladies of the house. Especially the youngest daughter of the Master, liked me to prepare her horse for her riding, which she did often. Even though I was very busy with the other duties that I had taken japanese up, I was personally requested by her to this duty, and nobody in the stables wanted to cross her in her requests. The carpenter gave her a Hope Chest to match perfectly with the wardrobe lined with cedar, and a comfortable corner chair. Taking her time she took a few steps across the room turning and making her way back towards the bed. asian She strode on my right, her hand holding Nathalie's. May we go see it, please. “You wait till I am well, then I will not leave you all alone.” She left, fearing that if she watched them any longer, she too would have to join them. Ray seemed to notice the difference too. He went on to say that the BF Goodrich tires were made in the same plant as Michelin tires and were dramatically japanese less expensive than most other brands. He then headed downstairs for the dining/kitchen area. We have to catch the train in the evening”, she mumbled. I tried not to make it too obvious at first, but things got a whole lot better. Allison shuddered as my fingers traced her spine back to her warped ass cheeks I removed my cock and firmly grabbed her ass digging my nails into her ass cheeks spreading her torn asshole wide and taking one final lunge lunging my entire cock up her ass I pushed her down and rammed her hard hearing her muffled screams, moans and cries I felt my cock get close to an orgasm I shot my loads deep in her ass coating the insides of her asshole pulling out looking at her asshole to me it looked like a netropolitan ice-cream melting you got the blood shit and cum pouring out of her doggystyle porn it was the first thing that came to mind. His mother was busy working on a client so he had nothing to do. “Every fucking chance you get,” she answered. Squeezing her eyes shut she let out a meagre, "Mfm!" into Hairy her hand, nothing more than a distressed squeak as her cock throbbed hard and desperate. “It’ll hurt too much” was all he said. The helicopters circled around them, and men within opened fire with machine guns. My Hardcore futa-dick twitched and throbbed. Then I was rubbing her against my pussy. Everything felt awkward. I made sure to get his face in it. Glendian glared at me, but complied.