Donkey Raped Daughter
But then she had knelt beside the gray brute and begun to massage his cockmeat
with both hands. Slowly the burro’s head had come up and his ears had pricked
and, as if attached to his head by clockwork, his cock had begun to rise, as
well. The girl had smiled happily as she felt and saw the results of her
manipulations. The huge head of his cock had come squeezing out from the sheath
and the long cockrod had stood, iron hard, under the animal’s belly.
She pulled the donkey-prick up and down with both hands.
Hank and Billy glanced at each other, wondering if this was to be the extent of
the performance—if the girl was simply going to jack the donkey off by hand?
But then she leaned in and pushed her pink tongue out and began to lick the
glistening head of the donkey’s cock. Her tongue laved all over the huge, meaty
wedge and, from the look on her face, she was really enjoying the taste of his
prick.
A thick drop of spunk oozed from his cleft prick-knob.
She watched it run sluggishly down his cockhead, smiling wantonly. Then she
gathered it up with her tongue, slurping the sticky stuff from his hot cockmeat
and letting the jism trickle around on her tongue for a moment before she
swallowed it.
There was not a limp prick in the barn by this time.
Hank and Billy were as excited as the others.
Now they were wondering if this was to be the climax—if the sexy girl was going
to tongue the brute’s cockhead while she jacked him off and let his cum shoot in
her face?
But they had sold her short again.
She tongued his cock-knob for a while, purring with pleasure and running her
pink tongue right up his cleft so that a little more donkey-jism spilled onto
her taste buds. The animal was snorting and trembling by this time, his haunches
starting to hump as if he were trying to fuck right through the girl’s willing
head.
"Ummmm," she purred, slurping.
Then she led the now-frantic burro over to the low wooden platform. She took up
a rubber mold, an oval shield with a hole in the center. She worked this pliable
device over the head of the donkey’s prick and tugged it down his vibrant stalk,
so that his cockhead and some five inches of prickshaft stuck through the mold.
No woman could take all of a burro’s cock, and the template would prevent the
beast from ramming the whole thing up her pussy. But even the length of hard
cock that was sticking out, throbbing, through the shield was more than most
women could have managed. With his huge cock readied for her cunt, the girl slid
onto the platform, under him. She looked around, smiling at her audience and
licking her lips, where a trace of donkey-jism glistened.
Then she arched her back, her big tits thrusting up, and parted her sleek brown
thighs. She fit the tip of the burro’s cock into her creamy fuck-slot and
started to squirm against his cock.
The donkey’s haunches bunched up with taut muscles.
He began to fuck.
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