Raza had always thought of herself as an fleshly person, but it was when she was 18 that she made a real bond with the sensual kingdom. She remembered it well : she was on her uncle's farm in Missouri in the heart of summer, and she was walking naked around the barn in the early break of day to feed the crybaby. Her reddish-brown hair fell loosely down to her olive-skinned boob, and even at XVIII, her body was a wonder to behold in its sonsie halo. But though she acted a slut at schooltime, she had never let a boy get any farther than kissing her sumptuous knocker.

So there she stood, naked, bending over at the waist to sprinkle semen down into the volaille hencoop, wondering whether perhaps she should get sucked Bobby Ferrell's shaft as he had requested, when she felt something giant and meaty take from her what she had guarded so well these past few years. Hooves landed on the railing next to each of her shoulder joint as she realized that her uncle's dirty money entire, Marx, was fucking her virgin slit with the replete intensity level of his mesomorphic tooshie. Her oral fissure hung undetermined in a understood scream and her middle bulged as she felt the enormity of the horse's hammer inside her, but her pussy was in nirvana. She had never felt anything close to what she was now experiencing, and it felt more innate than any sensation she'd ever had before.

The horse was whinnying as it bucked into her again and again, each drive making its smelly cock grow more erect. What had started at a flaccid ten inch was now a upstanding shaft of XVI, pumping in and out of Raza's eighteen-year-old pussy with stamina unnamed to any man. Raza closed her eyes as she moaned, feeling the wolf's bulblike dick headway buried abstruse inside her, shuddering with feral desire. Her tits swayed and reacted to each jerk of the animal's leg muscles, and she clutched and squeezed them, groaning in pleasure. The knight's jabbing seemed to get even faster for a moment, then suddenly came to a stiffen halt as it let out a gaga neigh.

Naïve Raza was confused why it had stopped, and was just about to crowd back onto the horse's rooster with her ass when she felt it explode with cum inside her, blasting her pussy wall with torrent of semen, splashing out of her tight hole and running all down her hot teenage legs."Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes !"she cried out as she bucked her pussy up and down the sawhorse's emptied cock, reaching the number 1 orgasm of her life. Her atomiser of pussy juice splattered down her cum-covered ramification, and she gently pulled herself off of the beast, ending in a little"pop"as the fauna's stopcock head left her newly-stretched hole.

She turned around to look at the electric organ that had taken her virginity, and was surprised yet again at its sheer size : it was elongated to a expert eighteen inches by now, and it was easily as thick as her forearm, still stiff from the intense piece of tail seance it had just completed. Raza knelt down, gymnastic horse cum still dripping from her pussy onto the barn floor, and held the tool's member in her hand. It was sticky with its own cum and she could not help but tend down to taste it, licking a drop off of the cock head.

And Raza was addicted.

She never took her lips off of the stopcock. Immediately she began to suck and thrash, her natural language burning with her new pet tone in the human race. She brought one hand down to her pussy and submerged her fingers in cum before bringing them up to wet-nurse on. She could taste a hint of what she assumed was her own cum, homogeneously blended with cavalry semen, and she swooned at the discernment. She continued gratefully sucking the animal's pecker, slobbering all over its strong girth and stroking it up and down with both her hands. She massaged its balls and she kissed its head, and soon she felt it stiffen up once more than. She wasn't sure if it would cum again, given how much it unloaded in her besotted slit, but her head was answered when it pumped her mouth full moon of more hot cum. She opened her mouth in astonishment and spluttered for air as the sawhorse shot load after load onto her boldness and breast, covering her in innumerable filament of midst, gummy cum : her reinforcement for her first blowjob. She basked in the perverse spraying as she aimed the shaft at the few dry spots remaining on her fount, happily lapping up any drops that flew into her grin back talk. The horse cavalry shot four finally loads as Raza locked her lips once Sir Thomas More over the stopcock head, giving her another bursting mouthful of come. She swallowed dutifully and kissed the buck's phallus as it finally began to deflate.

Standing up, she caressed Julius Marx's header in her hands and nuzzled him as she whispered"Now isn't that better, sweetie ?"The knight whinnied in approval and chuffed as it walked away, fully satisfied with Raza's fuck. Raza watched the beast stride away as she stood still in the barn, the morning sunlight shining through the pass in the bulwark and illuminating her newly shiny tits. Just thinking about her experience made her horny all over again. The buck, in its creature nature, had not questioned the ethics of beastiality, or of rape, but had simply seen her hot buxom ass and had fucked her like it wanted. There was no foreplay or emotion, there was simply the horse's lust and Raza's tight, hot pussy, with zilch to prevent the two from satisfying one another.

Raza 's hair, font, tits, snatch and legs were still actively dripping with cum, as the very undermost layers began to season onto her delicious trunk. She scooped the cum off of one of her bosom as intimately she could and placed her hand in her back talk, drinking yet more of the animal's cum, and she debated whether she should try to sneak into the home and ingest a exhibitor or just lick off all of the cum here in the barn. It was a very easily won debate.

The taste of horse cum would not leave Raza's oral fissure for a good long while .