No one would believe Ewe. Chapter 4

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After Jack's birth Daisy and I continued to be intimate many times, obviously she had a few weeks to heal and rest after birthing our little ram and once recovered we were back at it humping like rabbits. But things soon became a little more interesting as my experimentation began to expand beyond Daisy and myself, My interests started to wander to the other animals on the farm, mainly the mares and the cows although nothing lit my fire like Daisy and she would always be my priority. My cock was hers, she could have it whenever she wanted it but I decided that after birth and during the later stages of her pregnancies I wouldn't risk harming her, or our unborn offspring to be intimate with her.

It had been near enough six months since Jack was born and our little ram was ready to be sold on, Jim approved of the transaction and my little ram was off to the other side of the country to continue the bloodline and produce top quality wool. Daisy showed signs of heat once more and calculating her cycles had become easier, Monday was the day that she was due to fall into her reproductive cycle. I knew I'd be alone on the barn all day and knew exactly what the plan was, using the other workers on Sunday we had a highly productive day and as such I was free to do what I did best on Monday.....breed with Daisy.

Monday arrived and once more I awoke early, clad in nothing but my dressing gown and boots I went to get Dexter and brought him to his little containment area, once he was ready I proceeded to harvest a sample from him and kept it deep within my reproductive tract. Once I was ready I removed my dressing gown and walked into the pen where Daisy was waiting, she already knew what was about to happen and aimed her rear toward me, with no further invitations needed I kneeled behind her and slid the tip of my cock into her pussy. She reacted rather surprisingly by backing up into me impaling herself on my cock, I was grinning from ear to ear as I slowly withdrew to the tip and forced my way back in with slow thrusts to ensure we had a nice romantic fuck. Daisy however had other ideas and began to rock back against me, as if she were begging me to pound her hard and fast. "Alright girl, you asked for it." I stated as I began a manic thrusting which brought forth sloshing, slurping sounds from my cock ramming her pussy for all she was worth, I was fucking her faster than what I had done prior, her neck was outstretched and was bobbing up and down and I assumed she was loving it. After a few minutes, a darker thought overtook my mind, I wanted her to feel every inch in a new way. As such I grabbed her tightly and wrapped my arms around her, standing up still inside of her and carrying her up with me. I was now holding her up and jack hammering her pussy with rapid thrusts that she seemed to be enjoying, her pussy was dripping with her fluids and some of my pre-cum. I knew I couldn't keep it up and after four harsh thrusts upward into her, I jetted out eight jets of hybrid sperm deep into Daisy's womb. I knew that there was a chance she wouldn't catch but after the other times being a success that doubt subsided quite quickly.

Monday was spent fucking Daisy on and off roughly around 12 times, we were both extremely tired at the end of the day. Sure enough my attempts caught success and Daisy fell pregnant once more, but I shall not skip to the end and reveal the name or gender nor how many were birthed from these attempts. During her pregnancy my mind began to wander to the livestock of the farm, my eyes were set on a little fun with a calf called Heidi.

But I shall save the sordid details of that encounter for the next chapter.
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