The room was a crime scene, one that showed me exactly what was in store for me: hundreds of women passed out, beaten into submission by a virile cock, squirming and trembling on the floor, experiencing massive orgasms even while unconscious. That room alone had about sixty “corpses” floating on hundreds of thousands of gallons of semen, and much more was pouring from the holes in the ceiling. Some bodies were falling along with the semen, building piles of flesh near me, and a few women were literally glued to the ceiling by the virile spunk, staying there, still and unconscious, like little flies on a spider’s web.
I had the biggest ball in the world in my mouth. The man’s powerful testicle was slightly larger than an American football, and I had it all in my mouth, its lower half invading my throat, a ball that was longer and thicker than any penis I had tasted before. My stud smiled to me, sometimes looking around to the destruction he had wrought and taking a deep breath, making his chest swell to even more outrageous proportions. “Isn’t that a nice sight, slut?” He asked, his voice making the room shake. I quivered and came, “biting” his balls, or rather, squeezing it with contractions of my mouth and throat, for not one inch inside of me was left free by that gargantuan organ. “That was a nice quickie to empty my sack.” He kept saying, feeling his ball throb and refill itself in my mouth.
The arrogant stud was flexing the muscles, making his dick jump and hit my head like a baseball bat. That cocky horse! I wish I had only a fraction of his strength to teach him a lesson… but I didn’t! I was just one of those hundreds of sluts he consumed; nothing but a Brazilian bombshell awaiting their same fate: to sleep, passed out on a puddle of spunk, after he had fecundated me with gallons of his jizz.
Despite my agony, I was cumming already. I had never stopped cumming, in fact, since that stallion started punishing cunt after cunt before me, about five hours ago, and I passed out countless times as I saw him tirelessly ravishing over three hundred bodies like the divine stud he was.
Three hundred women feel before me like they were nothing. Half of them were muscular bombshells and sturdy Amazons of incredible muscle mass, stamina, and power! The other half were “classically beautiful and feminine” ladies with tall bodies, thin waists, massive breasts, outrageous asses, and long, well-toned legs that could kick like mares, and they too knew their way around hordes of studs.
None of the girls was inexperienced; none of them was naïve in terms of sex and power; and all of them were destroyed by that stallion like they were literally fucked, penetrated, and jizzed on by an army of Spartan knights.
The man nutted so much and so hard that a single spray from his penis was enough to cover a whole wall of those vast rooms in goo. When his monster cock was firmly lodged in a womb, the female body expanded like a balloon, bursting rocket-jets of jizz through her over-stretched cunt, crying and panting as that male fecundated her a thousand times over in under a second. Then, three hundred and nine other cunts followed. The beast was unstoppable, and even as he was fucking the last few women of that harem, he hadn’t even broken a single bead of sweat.
As the monster stood powerful and hard before me, I knew I was before a god of pure virility. Three hundred and nine bodies floated on about five million gallons of human seed across five floors of that skyscraper, and yet the man looked fresh and ready like I was his very first woman—all of that “quickie,” just like he said, to get his dick warmed up.
I felt the monster on my head as I struggled to know what to do with that gigantic ball inside me. The sensations were too overwhelming, in fact, for me to keep my sense of time and space intact. Fucking hell, that prick! That godforsaken prick! Any size queen like me would kill to have a prick just as ten times smaller than that one, and even the dirtiest of minds wouldn’t conceive genitalia so outrageously, so humongously gigantic!
His prick rest in my head, semi-hard, satiated after all that intense fucking, and it measured thirty-three inches long. It looked minuscule, in fact, compared to how it was when the monster was fucking at nearly full power, yet even in its “tame” shape it was longer than three of the biggest dicks any woman could ever had—and that’s not including its girth, which added another layer of obscene virility to its shape.
The semi-soft cock was so thick two full hands could only barely wrap themselves around its girth. That was a dick so ridiculously thick (and heavy!) that it was easier measuring its width that its actual girth: six full inches in the middle of its body, with seven inches on the widest part of its head. Goddamn it, I felt that beast hitting and whipping my back like it was a living creature! The way it throbbed and moved above me was monstrous, like almost a separate entity from that god’s body.
The veins! Jesus Christ, the veins of that beast! I caressed it with one hand, gushing gallons through my cunt as I climaxed and fell on wind whirl of pleasure simply by touching the hard surface of that veiny monster! To me, the only cock that’s worth worshipping is a veiny one, and that stud had veins to spare in the surface of his monster cock: the roadmap of thick, throbbing veins and pulsating arteries was so large that my fingers barely ever touched the actual meat of the cock itself! Some veins were almost a full inch thick, adding to the obscene girth of that horse member—if “horses,” of course, were twice as endowed and five times as hard and powerful.
The blood! Holy fuck, I could squeeze those veins and they wouldn’t bulge! That’s how hard they were! The blood coursed through them in inhuman speeds; so fast that it would probably flow through the entire body of an average men in three seconds or less! Its speed was such that, if I merely touched one vein with my fingers, I could literally feel the blood cells speeding through the canal, fueling that cock with as much blood as the body of a bull.
My other hand squeezed and fondled the monster’s right testicle, which was growing fatter and heavier with his outrageous piles of jizz. «Holy fucking Christ!» My mind raced. «This bull doesn’t stop making seed!!» You could hear the sloshing sounds of the jizz being pumped into the sack from the other side of them room. If you were like me, touching that god-like testicle, you would feel the fat waves of milk being formed in the surface of the testicle, then running like long, fertile “slugs” along its ducts, which grew fatter as insane amounts of that jizz were produced.
I could feel all of that jizz in my mouth. In fact, I could literally taste it! The monster was so virile that the jizz poured through the skin of his testicle and literally dripped anywhere he stood at; he was a bull so powerful and so ludicrously lush that he literally sweat spunk! I could feel this in my hands, which slowly got stained with jizz, as well as in my mouth, which was desperately stretched by a full egg of that monster.
My stud buckled his hips, hitting my head slightly—“slightly” for him, I mean, because for me even the most delicate of motions felt like a lower hook to my chin! I reveled on that fact that my worshiping was giving him pleasure, and I decided to show him that, though I was no more than a slut to his heart, I was at least the mightiest, sturdiest of sluts he’d ever get to fuck in his life. «Very well, stallion. You have enough cock for a hundred men, but my body is worth two hundred women.» Channeling all my energy to my muscles, I felt my blood boil as I prepared my revenge. «Do you seek pleasure? Very well. I will give you pleasure, my horse!»
With internal contractions of my throat synchronized with expert movements of my lips and suctions of my mouth, I started to “squeeze” and massage that testicle in my mouth. I could make my inner walls vibrate while my muscles “crushed” the cock very gently, very gently, adding lightning bolts of pleasure to the bull’s body. The man grunted and grabbed my hair with both hands. I smiled, knowing I was in the right track. I redoubled my efforts, filling the room with his grunts and taking in my face the full power of his buckling hips. The stud was in heat, and I was adding coal to his fire! Awesome!
Jizz started drooling on my left hand, which so vigorously caressed his right testicle. Fuck! I came a big one when I saw the entire surface of that god-like testicle oozing with sperm! For the love of god, how virile was that bull! Jizz was coming so hard from him that my arm soon got completely covered on it, and the juice loudly splashed on the ground, which itself was a three-feet-deep layer of scorching spunk.
My mind couldn’t process the full extent of his virility while my mouth was completely filled with the same spunk. I could feel the semen production accelerated in his testicles, and within a second I was literally drinking throat-fulls of his spunk, filling my stomach with a gallon of jizz for every gulp, cramming so much seed inside of me that my nostrils twitched, stretched out, then burst with jizz on my face, sneezing spunk sometimes so hard that I covered the man’s muscles with his semen.
That was so! Much! Jizz!! Though I tried to resist and be strong, my belly soon bulged loudly, stretching the clothed I was still wearing. The buttons of my shirt popped and hit the ground like bullets as my stomach kept inflating with the god-awful load of semen, and the monster gave a cocky laughter, taking the jizz from my nose with his fingers and coating my hair with it. “Worthless slut!” Not so “worthless,” in fact, for at every second he stopped and grunted, resisting the immense pleasure he felt with my suctions on his balls. “Mmrm, you worthless Brazilian bimbo! Why don’t you take these cheap clothes you’re wearing and reveal your hot bod to your stud?” The monster taught about taking my clothes and tearing them with a single hand, but he smiled when seeing my belly and waist inflating with his seed. “Don’t worry. They are going to be torn up by themselves.”
Then, to my shock, the monster took one deep breath and roared, making all this muscles bulge and swell so hard my face almost got punched by his mighty abs! His physique was the stuff of legends! The mightiest of bodybuilders couldn’t match even his legs and his arms alone! That man was literally as big and as muscular as the biggest, most muscular breeding bull, and every time he flaunted his power (like he did then), his body turned into hard, indestructible mountain—so fucking solid and rigid he could literally deflect bullets with his musculature alone.
«Fuck!!» My mind was slowly shattered as the events happened way faster than it could process. «This dick… fuck!!» I felt the mighty snake throbbing on my head. «Someone could shoot thick cock at point blank and then bullet would ricochet, like a bar of pure iron!» I was right, but that wasn’t my immediate concern as my mouth and my body were invaded… «god!!»… by the biggest, heaviest load of spunk I’d ever tasted! «Jesus fucking Christ!!»
The man had now just shown off his impeccable physique; he had actually taken direct control of his testicles and commanded them to produce a massive load of five gallons of jizz, all sent through its surface and drowning me in semen!
On my left hand, I felt the semen taking over my arms and pulling it hard to the ground. Words couldn’t describe how heavy that broth was: a “mere” pint of that thing was worth maybe a hundred pounds, and a full gallon of it was well north of six hundred, seven hundred pounds. «God!!» Before that spur, my stomach miraculously held almost three tons of semen—only not bursting because I was the world’s strongest woman (and, now that I realized it, I probably was one of the Universe’s strongest creatures too).
The jizz poured from that naked testicle in droves on the ground, glueing my arm to the puddle of semen while the other ball took over my body like not even ten thousand large cocks could. That was when I felt the invasion of another five gallons of seen inside me, all at once, and my eyes nearly popped from my skull as the pressure inside grew to bone-breaking degrees. «Just let it go, bitch!» A wise voice told me. «Just let it go.»
Indeed, I stopped trying to force myself against that cock, relaxing all my muscles and relieving it from all the pressure, and—oh, god!—the seed that flowed inside me was like the ejection of a thousand horses! Through the skin of that testicle alone, five gallons of seed were added to my throat, hitting my stomach like iron pellets and making it grow like a yoga ball. «Jesus!!» The final buttons of my shirt exploded like bullets, and then my shirt was torn open by the insane bulging of my belly.
But the monster, grunting and smiling, wasn’t yet satisfied; my humiliation should be more complete, more extreme until he could feel satiated. “Do you know I can kill you just with the sperm I ejaculate through my balls?” I heard him taking another deep breath, surely preparing for another set of insane jizz production. “Here’s another little taste of my fertility!” He flexed, and huge veins throbbed around his waist while his dick jumped and crashed on my back, hitting it so hard my fucking brain was pushed against the front of my skull.
I didn’t have any time to think about the pain, in fact, for on that monster testicle I felt another ludicrous, six-gallon load forming. His right ball came first, actually, giving me a visual of what was about to happen in my mouth: a vast, mountainous mass of thick jizz oozing through its pores and filling buckets on the ground. My body was being pulled sideways by all the spunk that covered my left arm and dragged it deeper into a pile of jizz, but any concern I might have had about this was extinguished by the release of spunk from his testicle in my mouth.
For a moment, I thought my skull had burst. Such a tremendous load of jizz burst from his testicle that the monster could easily fill a baby bathtub with it; all of this semen –six gallons of it!—went straight to my stomach, which at that point was as big and stretched as a yoga ball. My body was literally being lifted off the ground by the size of my belly, and there was no way I could fit one more ounce of that sperm in my belly without exploding.
«Let it go.» The same voice repeated, deep in my mind, and I instinctively, almost preternaturally knew what I had to do: with extreme control of all my muscles, I relaxed even my guts and all my organs, allowing that spunk to flow from my belly into my guts, and from my guts all the way down to my rear, where my massive buttocks moved apart as my anus was stretched as wide as two fists.
The jizz burst through my bottom like an open dam. Its flow was so powerful I felt like I had ten horse cocks coming inside of me, with a strength enough to at times send the jizz flying to the other end of the room, like a rocker blast. I passed out at that moment, but woke up a few seconds later with my bull stud crushing my head with his fingers, roaring and whining literally like a stallion, puffing steam through his nostrils as he experienced a unique, unparalleled degree of pleasure in his crotch.
I looked to his right testicle. Fuck! The beast was producing gallons of jizz constantly, letting a large thread of jizz as thick was three arms fall unendingly on the ground. If that testicle was so powerful, then the one in my mouth… «fuck!!» I felt my body invaded, violated. «Jesus fucking Christ!!» Every single second, five to eight gallons of semen passed through my throat all the way down to my anus, being expelled in ever-greater speeds as the stud “came” liberally though the testicle.
“Holy fuck, whore!! Whore!!” He seemed to lose control of his body as his powerful legs moved forward, at the same time kicking the air and positioning him more firmly on the ground. New loads burned in his hips, and I felt
my body invaded by such oceans of spunk. Even the continuous outflow of jizz through my anus wasn’t enough to prevent me from over-stretching and nearly bursting.
The jizz was now hosed through my nostrils constantly. It was both funny and arousing to see the muscles of that relentless stallion painted by his own semen coming from my face. I lifted my right arm to his armor-like abs and worshiped them, coating them with spunk and seeing their deep crevices filled with the creamy pasta. Every inch of that god exuded sex!
«Fuck!!» The monster came gallons and more gallons inside me, and the pressure was such that I found myself almost passing out every single second. «Control it! Get a hold of yourself, woman!» I looked like a tigress to that stud, feeling the spunk pile up behind my eyes and almost burst through them like tears. «You fucking bull!! I will give you sucking!!» And then, instead of just fighting back against his orgasms, I invited them into my body, massaging and biting and sucking those mighty balls again, bringing as much of that seed as the bull could produce.
It was even more than anything I could have ever imagined. «Jesus!» My body was seized by another paralyzing barrage of orgasms as I felt his balls constantly full (and actually getting fatter and fuller) as I pumped them. There was just no end in sight for his sperm. «Fucking Christ, you horse!!» My eyes were getting white with semen! «There’s no fucking end… to your virility, is there??» Still, I impressed that stallion by sucking him with all my might, and then even I was startled when I felt his ball sucked deeper and lower inside my throat.
My neck had swollen to eight inches wide, with the balls visibly throbbing and making it even thicker whenever a new load of juices was cummed into my body. Its lower half was so deep in me it was cumming the juices directly inside my stomach, and my waist was no longer muscular or sexy, but rather ridiculously engorged as that testicle tested the limits of my anatomy.
Enough was enough. With a visceral reaction, my body expelled that testicle so hard I was amazed by the speed with which I puked it: in less than two seconds, *blaam!!*, the mighty testicle popped from my lips and slapped against the monster’s iron abs, followed by a gush of semen from my mouth and nose. «Jesus…!!» I thought, but even my mind was shaken by the violent outpouring of juices from my head: a first wave hit the man’s body and splashed all over his lower torso. While this wave was still coming out, a second wave burst from me, adding the splashes to his gigantic chest and shoulders.
I lifted my head up and felt violent pulsations inside. If I had an alien inside me, that would be exactly the feeling of it bursting through my stomach. What burst from me, instead, was another massive wave of semen, hitting the monster straight in the face as he laughed and lifted his two balls with both hands. “My whore ain’t even getting enough milk!” Brutally, the monster lifted his balls over my head and dropped them. *boom!!* Two hundred pounds of testicles hit my head and nearly tore up my spine, pushing me to the ground. *splash!!* My body crashed on the ocean of semen, quivering and twirling as I desperately fought for air.
“Jesus!!” I screamed, and both my tits and cunt came loudly: gallons of lubes were being sprayed from my labia while my fat, full, muscular breasts got covered with veins and hosed threads of milk everywhere. “Fuck!! Fuck!!” More waves of semen cut my words, flying high before crashing down on my face. “Jesus… fuck!!” I wailed on the ground for five whole minutes before my body was empty enough so I could control my limbs all over again. I tried to lift myself on the ground, but damn!, I had eaten so much spunk I felt that even my spirit had been beaten into submission.
I stood on all fours, and every limb of mine was shaking. I tried to stand on my feet, but I failed every time, and the monster simply laughed at my misery as he turned his body side to side, showing off his ridiculous mountains of muscles and over-endowed genitalia. His monster prick was juicier and tastier than it had ever been, so up-close and in reach of my thirsty palms: a thirty-eight-inch pile of pussy-wrecking, cunt-ripping flesh, throbbing hard as the veins seemed to have doubles in size and quantity. “Oh, my…!” I puked more spunk, “fucking god!!”
The monster lifted his penis and dropped it on my face. *SLAP!!* Words cannot describe the force with which that member beat me: my 6’4ft-tall, 300-pound body was pounded on the ground like it was nothing. *SLAP!!* I felt every bone of mine crack and my spine twist as the full force of that gargantuan cock was distributed along my muscles. *SLAP!!* I sank into the ocean of spunk and hit the floor, covered by three feet of male juice.
Then, I felt his powerful hand grabbing my hand and pulling me up. That freaking monster! As I rose in the air, with my body entirely coated in jizz, looking like a filthy cocoon of semen, I saw the endless musculature of that giant, teenage billionaire. His massive, Greek-column-like arm lifted me like a crane, and I really felt like I was gliding over a mountain as I saw slab after piece after mound of muscle in his incredibly tall, perfect physique: 8’6-feet of height and over 5,000 pounds of iron-hard muscles. That eighteen-year-old wasn’t a man! He was the living, breathing embodiment of Zeus!
My body stood above his head, maybe ten feet from my forehead to the ground. The monster swung me a little, smiling like a pervert child doing as he pleased with his ragdoll toy. With his other hand he grabbed his monster cock and pulled it up; the aberrant penis was still soft enough so that it wobbled on his grasp, and even though it wasn’t as hard as it could be, and even though that monster had hands so large my whole head felt like an orange in his palms, the stud couldn’t even wrap his fingers fully around his cock—that’s how unbelievably thick that meat pipe was!
The monster’s smile grew more sadistic as he lifted his dong between my body and his, and then he slapped that meat club against my stomach. *boom!!* Waves of semen burst from my mouth, my nose, and my anus as the blow pressured all the spunk still inside my body. The monster held his cock firmly, squeezing it so tight I could hear its meat being pressurized, feeling immense pleasure on the absolute control he had over my body. “You’re so insignificant you’re not even worthy as a boxing sack.” He told me, seeing my face covered with spunk. “I would have to use my fists for a boxing sack. I can completely fuck you up with just my cock. Watch!” He pulled his cock towards his body, then threw the monster against me again.
My body swung around violently in his arms as the monster didn’t pull up any punches –dick-punches, I mean! Second after second, blow after blow, I felt that cock hitting my whole body, battering my tits until they were squirting milk at every blow, fucking up my torso so hard bruises soon took over it, very visible as the spunk was all splashed away from my skin.
The monster put his cock between my legs, then pulled it up, punching my cunt with its length. *boom!!* Goddamn it! I felt like a man when kicked in the balls, only with the difference that the kick also sent my womb, my lungs, all my organs up, crashing at the top of my ribcage as the stallion moved his cock down again, preparing for another blow.
Then the blow came. And then another. And another. And another and another and another, oh, god!, until my face was hitting his wrist several times, my body jumping up and down so brutally that at points it became a blur in the air. The monster was holding me only by the hair, and there was no better proof of my power and my strength than the fact that, even after a whole minute of beating, not a single thread of my hair had been torn up.
I felt that dick getting even “harder” and “stronger.” Well, with a dick so ludicrously large, it was quite futile saying superlatives like “harder” or “bigger;” when fully soft, that cock was not only “hard,” but already the hardest thing one could ever feel between their legs, so its “harder” states sounded a little bit redundant—though I could feel them very vividly under my cooch; the crashing and the pounding of that titanium rod battering my gushing sex, splashing my lubes all over the room.
“Fuck!!” A scream burst through my mouth just as my eyes were about to pop. The monster got off by making me suffer. Well, it wasn’t exactly me; a powerful stallion like him loved to be reminded of his unapparelled power, his awesome and uncontrollable virility so easily turning any woman into a cum-ridden rag of flesh, so arousal only came when he was imposing such peerless power upon the hundreds of bodies of his sacrificial lovers. He was both an unstoppable force and an unmovable object, and I felt ever more minuscule in his hands, beaten to a pulp by the simplest motions of his dick.
Turning me around, he aimed that dick at my back. The milk exploded through my tits as the cock hit me with abandon, the full force of its impact pushing all my organs to the front of my body. He painted my dark-skinned back with red and purple bruises, hitting me harder every time, pushing my limits until I lifted my hands to his wrist and screamed: “p-p-please!! No more!!” Then the beast, very gentlemanly, dropped his cock, but even that turned into an unwitting blow: when falling, his cock hit my back again, and the mere weight of the thing was enough to throw my body forward and make it swing violently. “Aaarh!!!” A mortal load of orgasms burst from my cunt; the ocean of jizz below was showered by my nectar, which the monster though it was too tantalizing to waste.
“Thirsty.” He lifted my body up and grabbed my buttocks with his hands, crushing my powerful glutes so hard with his effortless touch. Goddamn it! That made me cum even harder! The bruises on my body and throbbing of my sore, beat-up muscles added new layers of pleasure to my already-raging orgasm, and I passed out maybe three of four times as the monster lined up my cunt on his mouth, drinking my lubes and showering himself with them.
When I opened my eyes, I saw his masculine body bathed by my thick, transparent lubes. Fuck, if that didn’t make me cum even harder! I was venting, panting, and sweat was pouring through my pores so hard that it flowed—not dripped; flowed!—down my body like several rivers! As if that torture was not enough, the monster stretched his tongue out of his mouth, and his hot breath alone sent me flying inon another maelstrom of orgasms, so powerful it knocked me out a fourth (or fifth, I dunno) time!
Once his tongue started working out my cunt, I woke up again. “DADDY!!!” I screamed, feeling his touch so hot it was almost criminal! His tongue in my cunt, exploring my depths like no penis ever could, conjured up images of my father in my body, whose massive body and hard, bulging cock I’d always coveted. His pussy-eating skills were so extreme, yeah, they felt almost incestuous—if that makes any sense! The man was so fucking good, so freaking god-like, that my body felt like it was being touched and worked by Satan himself! Unbe-fucking-livable!
“GOD!!!” I called his name and passed out again. I woke up when his tongue pierced through my cervix and started licking my womb directly. The monster had a matchless ability to find erogenous spots even where anatomically it should have been impossible for them to exist; or rather, he created erogenous spots with the ease of a soldier laying mines on a camp, setting them to detonate in the right places, at the right times to bring me to maddening, almost supernatural orgasms!
I woke up again with another massive burst of orgasms triggered by that stud’s tongue—each wave of climaxes contained hundreds of thousands of orgasms all crammed against each other; so many orgasms in a second you could literally give each one of them to a woman on the planet and there would still some couple thousands of orgasms left.
Damn it, if I didn’t come! Whenever I managed to look down at my belly, I saw it bulging with the ferocious movements the man’s tongue performed in my womb. Fuck! It looked like I was giving birth to hundreds of snakes! It really looked, from the outside, that a had a hive of beetles or a colony of slugs battling inside my belly!
I passed out again. When I woke up, the monster had taken his tongue from my pussy, and the motion alone might have explained the intense orgasms I felt at the moment. I saw his massive tongue out of his mouth, dripping with lube and cum, and I climaxed again, so hard that I passed out one more time. The image that was ingrained in my mind was too vivid to be ever forgotten: a twenty-inch-long, five-inch-wide tongue dripping with the gallons of juices it had extracted from my depths. Fucking hell!!
I was on the ground. My back had splashed on the ocean of semen and hit the ground as the monster dropped me. I didn’t know all of that at the time, for I woke up a while later, with the spunk already covering my body as the monster stood on his knees and raised his cock over me. I was 6ft4in-tall and the cock easily covered all my body from hips to head with its daunting shadow. My jaw didn’t even have time to drop before the cock itself was dropped over me, and then it was another wave of pain and pressure with that 400-pound meat monster crushing my body like an industrial machine.
I hugged the member and felt it throbbing. It was like I was hugging a teenager in my arms—but an iron teenager; rather, a Greek column made of titanium, so thick and gigantic my tits kept squirting milk all the time while the cock stood there, spreading them apart like I had a basketball in the middle of my chest. That cock was huge, huge, huge, and only the gods could fathom the intensity and the power with which it was about to penetrate me… any!… time!… now!
“You wanted me to fuck you!” The monster too was suffering under too much pent-up energy, too much repressed orgasms to even speak properly. Pushing his cock all the way down to my legs, he looked at me with blazing eyes, and then violent clouds of steam burst through every pore of his over-muscular back. “Let’s fuck!!”
Without any further ado, even with a hint of hurry in his motion, that god-stud penetrated me, and from then on it was just inches and more inches of horse prick fucking me like a horde of bulls a thousand times over!
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