She lead him out of the room to a waiting trailer and back to the ranch. When she came back in the room she walked around behind me to were the pan wa.... “That's funny she said. That bull usually shoots at least 2 liters of semen when he comes. There is only about a half a liter in this pan and you ass has stopped dripping. Where did the rest of it go? I guess he bred you really good Mama Cow. He wanted you to have his son really badly.” Surely she was joking. How could a bull breed with a human. “Daddy!” she moaned as my cum spurted into her.Her pussy went wild about my cock as my dick erupted into me. She slammed down me to the hilt, engulfing me in her convulsing, fourteen-year-old twat. The pleasure surged through me. This amazing rapture gripped me. Stars burst across my vision. It was this incredible passion. It burned across my mind.It was incredible.My dick ached and throbbed in her pussy’s depths as she milked out the last of my cum. The pleasure burned across my mind. I. This grown man who could have chosen to do anything with his life, had chosen this – to be naked at Amy’s feet and lick them with desperation, to live most of his life inside a cage or doing housework for a woman who considered him to be significantly beneath her and did not allow any possibility whatsoever of sexual contact ever happening between them. How hopelessly addicted, she thought. She slightly slapped his face with her foot to gesture that his job was done. He quickly picked up the. In a few moments we had a couple of covered tumblers with drink refills for both of us, though mine were secretly prepared alcohol-free and hers were made undetectably extra-strong with flavorless, powerful spirits. I carried a care package of fruit and suntan lotion to hold us over until our planned beachfront dinner for two was to be delivered and served on our 'secret' beach.We walked for fifteen minutes to the very edge of the property where the beach turned rocky with lava formations, and.