Farmer's Wife Chooses Black Dominance

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CHAPTER ONE The sun was just beginning to rise over the horizon, casting a golden hue across the vast fields of John's farm. Jenny, with her blonde hair neatly braided and tied with a ribbon, stood at the edge of the porch, watching as her husband, John, trudged out to the fields with his tools in hand. She felt a pang of guilt mixed with something else—something darker, more primal. "Morning, Jenny," John called out, his voice rough from *****. "I'll be back by lunch. Make…

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