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In the dimly lit barn, the peasant farmer, boots caked with mud, stands with his back to the door. He unbuttons his overalls, revealing his hairy, muscular chest, and tugs down his underwear, his massive cock springing out, already half-hard. He strokes it, thinking of his stepsister, her blonde hair cascading down her back, her laughter echoing in his mind. He pisses, the stream hitting the floor, the smell of urine filling the air. He reaches down, rubbing his cock in the warm, sticky liquid, his groans mingling with the rustling of the hay.