«God!!» Her mind raced! That man’s tongue completely took over her mouth, sliding down her throat until she was gaggling and squirming with its vigorous massages. The man’s tongue just kept going and going and gooooing, and his hands and powerful truck-log arms kept fondling her body like he was a rancher evaluating the quality of his mare.
Her feet left the ground as he pulled her up. His tongue massaged her throat so vigorously that she unexpectedly found bursts of pleasure coming from her breast. That monster was striking erogenous spots all over her body without even aiming for the obvious places, and she was the one who grinded her cunt all over his massive hips, not the other way around.
Once again, maybe due to her asphyxiation, the panting bitch dropped tears of ecstasy. Her soul was split from her body as the monster dropped her on the ground and undid the kiss. Then, she could finally have a peek on that creature’s vast, endless tongue.
“Fuck… how?!…” She shook her head. “How big is you tongue?”
He casually replied:
“Twelve inches.” And then stuck the whole monster out for her to see.
Her jaw dropped and her knees trembled. She spread her legs open, a little unconscious of the act, and gazed upon the massive, dripping, throbbing member, which was almost as large as her husband’s hard cock. That monster was unbelievable.
“Use it!” She begged, opening her legs and pulling up her panties. The cloth sank in her cunt and her engorged labia popped through its sides. She was dripping with desire, and a very small puddle had already started to form between her feet. “Use that fucking man-meat on me!”
The priest grabbed her again, sinking his mouth on her lustful tits. “Oow!!” She wailed, wrapping her massive, melon-crushing legs around that bull’s hips. As the man sucked and splurged on her planet-sized gazongas, she had a nasty idea: conjuring up all the might she had in her body, she closed her legs on that bull and squeezed his hips. Such was her strength that soon her own bones were creaking –she had been proven to literally shatter boulders with her thigh grip in her teenage years.
Still, that monster just kept sucking on her tits like it was nothing to him. She was both aroused and disheartened. Was she really so helpless next to that living, breathing man-bull?!
“Fuck… ooh!!… you!!” She came and creamed herself as the monster worked her tits like four different studs at once. Her pussy secreted juices in his clothes, which were all stained with girl cum and his own jizz. She was crazy fertile, with her womb heating up to a bowling point and her mammalian glands producing enough milk to feed a tribe’s worth of children.
Eventually, milk started sloshing out of her nipples, feeding that bull like she was just one dairy cow for his personal use. “Aaaw!!” As she felt her feminine liquids being sucked out of her, the monster’s cheeks bloated with him filling up his mouth and gulping cupfulls of her motherly essence.
The monster was filling his own stomach with milk just the same way he had filled her with his. The difference, of course, is that her milk could never be as hot or thick as his.
“Fuck me…!! Oh!! Fuck me, you’re good!!” She grinded her cunt on his hips as it kept expelling rivulets of juices all over him. With his lips dripping with her milk, the giant complimented her:
“Your milk is rich and creamy. You’d feed strong babies with that powerful woman lotion, my mare.” She felt her ovaries producing countless eggs with that sexy-talk. A part of her even knew those weren’t just idle words.
“What do you mean, daddy?” She asked, and the hung bull placed his hands on her warm, strong belly. “I’m saying, my mare, that I’m going to breed you with strong babies, and you’re going to deliver child after child to me until you’re old and cranky and of no more use to my mighty rod.” He stepped back, still towering over her like no man ever could. “You might have a husband, but I’ll be your breeder. You won’t even need to worry about his seed, because no other male seed can compete with mine.” He smirked. “If I nut on a woman, whatever other lesser seed you have in your body will be stifled by mine. That’s a feat impossible in any male biology other than my own. Now, my mighty cow,” he bucked his belt, “fill up your stomach with your bull’s milk.”
Gigi Potemkin 