From her spread out legs came a steamy squirt. The thread of nectar splashed on my legs and bathed them in woman cum. I smiled as I flexed my guns and showed her the sheer power and hardness of my biceps; a leathery, stretching sound came from them, like two thick belts being twisted to a ripping point. The labyrinth of veins and arteries that covered them could hardly be described; my guns swelled to enormous proportions while she could literally see, from the distance, the pints of blood being pumped in my arms, giving them the strength of a goddess.
“C-can you crush a boulder with those legs?” She asked me, her tongue dripping with desire. I looked down at her body and genuinely admired her. She was like a supermodel, if supermodels had boulder-crushing thighs and asses of a Brazilian goddess.
She was a blonde Barbie girl from a perfect American lineage, daughter of a massive, rich Alpha stud and a drop-dead supermodel, but she had also inherited an ass and legs able to rival my own.
“I bet you could.” I snapped back, and she replied by loudly flexing her own, fair-skinned legs. I could see the hundreds of fibers hardening and her Greek-column thighs swelling to obscene proportions. “Damn, girl!” I commented while also flexing my abs. “You’re a mare!” And she giggled, feeling the ground shake around us.
There was an earthquake going on in those hills while we showed each other our muscles. Per my friend, the stud of her farm was plowing relentlessly through his two hundred mares, fecundating them with his seed and guaranteeing new, healthy breeds of strong horses to her parents.
I doubted the validity of her claims, however, as I heard and felt the powerful rumbles and quakes of the land; the barn was still a mile away, yet I could feel the action as if it was happening right by my side.
Sometimes, the quakes and the booms were strong enough to steal our attention. Her body lightly moved on the ground whenever the stud seemed to be particularly active up there, though this could have also been explained by her sheer arousal for me.
As my blonde girl felt the energy rush through her legs, her incredibly swollen and hardened pussy expelled more thick juices of cum on my body. Every time she squirted, she did so loud and messily, with brothy juices squishing out of her cunt.
My abs burned, hit by that awesome juice. My lips drew the most beautiful of smiles as I looked down and saw my body dripping with her nectar, the sheer testament of a woman’s fertility coating my skin.
I flexed my six-pack and enraptured her gaze. Powerful veins sprawled through my neck as my six muscles throbbed and bulged obscenely, and then two new more muscles were added to the pack right above my pussy, the sheer power creating an aura around my body.
Gigi Potemkin 