He was. Standing at over 8.5ft-tall, the priest had over a thousand pounds of pure muscle in his body. A hundred and fifty of these pounds were just for his genitalia, which Vanessa worshiped like the altar of masculinity they were.
Each of the man’s balls, when dry, weighted forty pounds. Vanessa held them both with her hands as she serviced her tongue with his incredible abs –a 12-pack fortress of muscles which was becoming a 14-pack one thanks to all the exercise of that fucking.
She lifted those massive balls and made them bounce, but the jizz in them was so thick (like cement!) that the giant monsters, the proud milk-makers barely moved. Her biceps engorged and hardened, covered with veins as she tried moving those incredible jizz-tanks. Playfully, she lifted one of them, then dropped it as she lifted the other, alternating the motions and feeling her biceps grow and harden accordingly.
It’s almost like gym!” She giggled, and her priest giggled too, fondling her hair as she slobbered all over his daunting cock.
“Come on, Vanessa. Our women are waiting.”
“Let them bitches wait.” She barked in an almost possessive manner. “They don’t hold a candle to me! I get privileges, my bull, for no one can stand you just as well and hard as my pussy can! God!!” She lost herself when running the tip of her tongue along one of those cock’s gigantic veins. “My god!! I can feel the blood pumping all over your vessel! My fucking god, you’re such as stud! Just the blood in this vein is enough to power a horse!”
He fondled her more vigorously.
“Do you like my power?”
She looked up and smiled.
“I loved it!” She squeezed his balls, feeling her fingers sink and almost disappear in the massively engorged ballsack, the jizz-ridden container enveloping her hands as she touched the core of his milk-makers surrounded by all those gallons of hyper-concentrated male seed.
To know that she held in her hands enough power to fecundate the entire world; enough seed to literally knock up all beautiful women on the planet three times over…! That was enough to make her cream herself again!
“AAHH…!!” Vanessa dropped to her knees, almost with her forehead on the ground, as she looked up with tears in her eyes and came again, squirting long, powerful jets through her cunt as she saw that massive horse-like man standing so imposingly, so calmly and royally next to her.
“Enough games, my pretty mare.” He snapped. “On. All. Fours.”
Vanessa twitched her lips, realizing she was just a support to the man’s feet as he fucked the pyramid of women lined in front of him. She knelt on all fours in front of him and waited for the massive pressure of his size on her back, her massive body readying itself for the tremendous weight.
«God! It’s almost like I’ll hold a whole elephant on my back!» She joined her hands and silently prayed. «Oh, please, Jesus… I know I profaned your name so much today, but… please, please, Lord, don’t let this monster break me!» She imagined the giant’s cock relentlessly pounding her guts into a liquefied state again and smiled. «I mean… not break me this way.»
The monster looked to the dripping, squirting pussies in front of him and cracked the bones of his fingers. Fifteen ripe cunts awaited for proper pounding from his horse cock, with the subsequent unloading of all his gallons of potent seed in their wombs.
All other women he fucked up had jizz pouring out of their cunts and mouths; most of them, even their noses and eyes. It was just expected from the man to fertilize them all. The church had a tremendous problem covering up all the births he delivered to his nuns; in a whole institution of about four hundred sexy women, about a hundred was always let “un-fucked” so that they could run all the errands and paperwork to hide the inconvenient pregnancies.
It was a scheme that required tremendous amounts of planning and coordination… for which a surprise orgy like that wasn’t included. «Oh, well.» He thought, stretching his arms and making his massive muscles rumble like growls of a lion. «They will find a way. My job is to just think about and do one think, and one thing only.» His faced gained a slightly demonic grim. «To fuck.»
To fuck. To pound. To wreck. He grabbed one ass in front of him, of one of the women in the middle row of the pyramid. The poor creature whimpered and her cunt expelled sweet love juices in his face. He looked to the top of the pyramid and smiled.
“Let’s begin.”
Gigi Potemkin 