Bare feet padded back and forth...back and forth...back and forth... Fingernails were being chewed, further and further down into the bed of the fingertip. And long blonde locks of hair whipped back and forth as Bailey spun on his heel after every pacing loop of his path.
"Ohhh...how am I gonna do thiiiiss..." He whined, the last two weeks had been a complete rollercoaster of emotion and sexual deviancy on the farm. Day one, he met the most gorgeous Monster Girl he ever could've imagined. And found out that she had a giant equine dick!
Day two, after milking her, she tricked him into actually drinking her...cream. Followed by somehow convincing him to suck it out of her cock!!
And now another twelve days had gone by, and the encounters between himself and Cathyl have only gotten worse. And by worse, he means increasing in frequency and intensity.
Bailey wanted to shudder with a mixture of delight and worry at the thoughts of their last 'milking session.' He'd been regularly milking her breasts and the cream out of her balls every day without fail. Just yesterday, he had nursed on her balls like an addict for easily twenty minutes while she jerked off over his face. Only pointing it straight down at his mouth when she was ready to cum and...
"Nononononono!!" Bailey grabbed both sides of his head, "Stopstopstop! This is enough!" He loudly spoke to himself. "We've taken this way too far!"
If he was caught acting like this, it'd probably seem like he was an insane person. His feet were going to eventually dig a hole into the carpet if he kept looping like this. This was a breakdown two weeks in the making, ever since the moment he first touched Cathyl's dick. He'd been sucking horse cock literally everyday since then and it didn't seem like they were going to be slowing down anytime soon.
This was not what he came all the way out here for, granted he didn't have a choice when it came to living out here but still. He wanted to build himself up, finally stop being the girly blonde boy that always got teased in school. Be the man who works all day on a farm, who grows stronger and impresses all the young ladies. And he found the most beautiful woman he could've ever imagined.
Only it seems like in order to impress her...he's been doing the exact opposite of what he wanted to be.
What makes it even worse though is it feels great! He loves being with her, he loves being around her! Touching her, her hands all over him, feeling over his supple body. Her strong hands, the rough and callous feeling he wanted his own to be. How they gripped his ass cheeks sometimes when he was bent over sucking her milk out. When she spanked and disciplined him.
"Nnnnf..." Bailey chewed his lower lip, the memories of yesterdays milking coming to mind.
"Come along hun, time for you to do your job." She hauled him up over her back, easier than she hauled her axe around and brought him to the barn house. Slapping his booty once or twice and commenting, "Mmmmh...fuck darlin' you need to let this big booty out to breathe a little more." He could hear the cheekiness in her voice. "It's just begging to be set free, and you go on and hide it under all these baggy boring clothes."
His ass tingled at the memory of his first firm spanking, the first time she slapped it, it was like a wild arcing bolt of lightning through his soul. He nearly moaned out loud at the memory of it, and oh how he wished he was bare bottomed when it happened. To feel her big, strong hand on his vulnerable, naked ass...
"UGHH!!" Bailey shook his head again, he couldn't deny this. How aroused she made him, everything she did to him. Everything they did together, he liked it. He LOVED it! And that's where his conflict came in.
This isn't what he wanted, no matter how good it was, he was still in denial. His attraction to her couldn't be stopped, it only and it seemed to only get stronger and stronger every time they met. Especially because of all that yummy...delicious ball milk she poured down his throat. "Uggghh...why does it have to taste so good..." He felt like an alcoholic, desperate for his next drink. He wanted more! All the time, her steaming hot, sticky, smelly spunk just everywhere!
Even now, his naked body pacing in his room, it craved it. Every moment his skin wasn't drenched in her sperm was a moment too long. He wanted it down his throat, in his belly keeping it nice, full and warm. And all over his skin, so his hands could rub it in and lather it up like the worlds finest moisturizer. In his nose so he could smell nothing except the addictive life giving essence.
His prick was standing straight up as hard as it possibly could be.
'WHERE ARE ALL MY CLOTHES!?" He suddenly shrieked out to no one in particular. Ever since he started putting his dirty clothes in the laundry here, they've been showing up less and less. And he's pried at Cathyl a little bit about it but she insists she's innocent. And he didn't know the layout of the farm enough to go scouring for them, so he had to put his hopes in Cathyl to find them.
Which was probably very unlikely to happen, she was always trying to make him show more skin. He wouldn't be surprised if she never even bothered looking.
"Okay...okay relax..." Bailey stood up straight and put his hands together in front of him as if in prayer. He took a deep breath, in through the nose, and blown out through his lips. He was getting to the bottom of all of this tonight and setting the record straight anyways.
Earlier this morning, he left the house earlier and stormed off to find Cathyl. He had learned where she usually starts off her mornings due to them spending so much time together, so he was able to find her bright and early. Heading out to the barn with her hatchet, ready to set everything up for a day of work.
With determination and an amount of courage in his heart that had been unknown to him before, he approached Cathyl with the most sure look he could muster.
Cathyl at first was excited to see him, especially with how quickly he was rushing up to her. She lit up at the sight of him, actually coming to her for a change rather than her having to go to the house on the property and drag him out to get his butt to work. "Well good mornin' there sunshine." She greeted him, Bailey could remember it clearly.
She was hoping for a surprise milking session, or maybe Bailey had finally cut the crap with all of his reluctance and resistance to her advances. Her trying endlessly to get him to open up and accept how he really is. Always trying to show off and be strong, to act like the macho man that would swoop her off her feet. But that wasn't him!
Cathyl knew that Bailey was the opposite of that, he was the one who needed to be swept off his feet. It was written all over his face! 'Please fuck my ass like the boy pussy it is!' And everyday she was trying to help him along in realizing that, pushing his buttons and dropping subtle hints and teases to expand his mind into the realm of just accepting that he likes girl cock. That he's a born bottom who's meant to ride her dick like a wild cowgirl. No pun intended.
And with this mornings approach, she foolishly got her hopes up as he came up to her. Only to have them dashed as he said, 'Okay, Cathyl we need to talk about what's been going on here. But we can't keep going like this, somethings gotta change. So meet me here tonight, after all the work and everybody else is done and in bed, midnight, okay?' He then turned around and marched back out of the barn, heading over to his house again. Leaving Cathyl stunned and worried about their future.
Only thing was that Bailey immediately felt guilty about how he had handled it. He could've been a little more gentle with approaching her about this, but instead he let his confusion and frustration get the better of him. He didn't even give her a chance to reply, just said his piece and went back home.
"Uggh...that was stupid..." He groaned to himself, sitting his naked butt back down on the bed and thinking over what he was going to do next. He wanted to put his foot down, to say that he was a boy, and he shouldn't be doing the lewd things that Cathyl was "making" him do. They needed to have a conversation about what they had been doing, how he feels, and how he felt about her.
'Even though I'm pretty willingly participating...and...no matter how much I reeeeeally like it...'
He shook his head, if she still wanted to see each other, but maybe just...reduce the amount of milking he'd have to do...he'd be willing to think about it at least. He just wanted to clarify these few things and hopefully salvage the relationship. Bailey liked Cathyl, so much, and he really didn't want to lose her. If he hadn't already based on how rude he was to her in the morning.
"Just talk to her...tell her how you feel. You like her...you do! But...I just..." He thought about how he was going to word this, "I...I like sucking your...no...I love the taste of your...ugh...noooo..." What could he do? Tell her exactly what was bugging him? That he was just tired of being girly and wanted to wear the pants in this relationship?
She'd laugh at him. He was sure she would.
He groaned again, bummed out and unsure of how he could go to their meeting with as strong a determination as he had earlier.
It was the conflict of his lifetime, and he was no closer to solving it now than he was yesterday or the day before.
He turned his worried blue eyes to look at the alarm clock beside his bed to check on the time, he spent so long just wandering around his room at war with himself that he hadn't actually checked for a while and it read...eleven fifty.
Bailey gasped, "Oh no! I'm gonna be late!" The worst thing that he could do now if he really wanted to completely destroy hi hopes with Cathyl, it would be to tell her to meet him at the barn, and then not show up.
His hair whipped as he spun around, thinking quickly about what he was going to do. Eyes scanning about for something that could guide him, and his eyes first fell upon one of the outfits...
Without thinking Bailey reacted, grabbing it and rushing out of his bedroom, throwing it on by hopping on one foot and very clumsily descending the steps of his home to make it to the meeting point. The plaid shirt laying forgotten across his bed, where it would remain for good.
Meanwhile, Inside the Barn:
"I mean...I'm pretty ain't I?" Cathyl spoke out loud, a slight flush to her tan cheeks and a little worried look in her eyes. "I like to think that I'm a catch, and Hell I could have any boy I wanted if I really wanted to you know? And yet here I am, toiling away day after day tryin' to get that dang blondie to just..." She sighed, "To just look at me with those damn adorable eyes and...those pretty pink lips...so soft hands..." She trailed off, shaking her head and grumbling after a moment. "I've been busting my rear for him, trying to get him to be himself, to let loose and just have some fun with me, but he keeps on runnin' away!" She complained, "I'm doin' mah best...I mean...am I goin' crazy here? Am I just not as good as I thought I was? Or...or does he...does he just not like me?" She felt her ears deflate a little at that thought, looking over at the individual she was speaking to. "What do ya'll think girl?"
"...Mrrrrrrroooooooo..." The cow beside her in its stable moo'd uninterestedly, looking at Cathyl like she was annoying it while it tried to sleep.
"Ohhh to heck with ya'll!" Cathyl waved her hand dismissively, she couldn't believe just a little fear and worry could make her sink to this point.
She stood up off the floor, a few straws of hay falling off the back of her overalls as her cow tail whipped. Her hands unscrewed the cap of her whiskey bottle and lifted it back up to her lips for her...how many drinks had she had? She couldn't remember, she'd gone through two bottles of this brand and this was her third so it wasn't exactly easy to keep count.
But that didn't matter, she swigged her next drink of the deep flavored beverage and started pacing around the barn again. She showed up about a half hour early and was hoping to see Bailey as soon as possible.
When he approached her this morning, every bad scenario that could happen tonight ran through her head.
What if she had gone too far with the constant milking sessions? Tricking him into blowjobs and making him drink her cum so much. Not even telling him about the pheromones her sperm contained...
If he somehow found out about the effects it may be having on him, he might be so mad at her... He might want to cut off contact completely!
"Noooo no no..." Cathyl shook her head, "That ain't gonna happen, Bailey isn't like that..." She tried to reassure herself. But she couldn't hide the worried look on her face, and she had to immediately take an extra sip of the Whiskey.
The anxiety she felt grew to a point throughout the day that she knew she was going to need some liquid courage to calm her nerves. So she brought a case of her favorite liquor to the barn with her, hoping that if everything worked out, she could play it off as a celebratory drink for the two of them or something. However she was definitely indulging a bit with the amount she had consumed.
She wasn't drunk, at least not...fully. Just buzzed, tipsy, whatever the word was for it, but not wasted. Her metabolism worked differently then humans, and she was much bigger than most, so it took more than just a few drinks to put her under the table. It felt good though to have the alcohol pumping in her system, sure she might've just been talking to a cow, but her heart wasn't filled with as much anxiousness and worry as before.
"I mean...I know he wants it...I know he does! I see it on his face." She took several steps in a line, did a one eighty, then followed in the same line moving the other direction. "Why doesn't he just accept himself? I know he's struggling but... Doesn't he want me?"
It felt like she was experiencing an existential crisis, and the only thing she knew for a fact that would comfort her, was her boy toy coming into the barn and telling her everything was gonna be alright. The drinking only served to numb the worry for a few extra minutes. But a few minutes was better than nothing, so she swigged her drink, relishing the warmth if spread out in her body all the way down.
"Haah..." She took a breath, trying to relax. Maybe everything would work out, maybe she was overreacting. But she wouldn't know until he got here, so she just had to suffer in her own tipsy thoughts until he arrived.
Which thankfully, wasn't going to be any longer, as she turned her back to the door to resume her pacing route. She heard the soft, familiar tone of the one clouding her every moment, "Cathyl?"
It felt like she was being lifted out of her shoes, the woman spun around and looked towards the entrance of the barn. Her tail whipping her side with the speed she had, eyes frantically scanning for the source of the sound. Eventually falling on the little blond spot peeking shyly around the barn double doors. He whispered her name a second time, it was a bit dark and she was standing toward the back of the barn.
The only light in the place was actually coming from the oil lantern Cathyl brought along with her, it gave a dim flickering glow to the center of the space but did little to drive off the shadows further around. So neither of them could get a good look at each other from this distance.
Cathyl felt her heart already starting to pick up its pace, the 'bu-dum' of it beating fast seemingly as an effect of her drinking. Having unfortunately the opposite intended effect she wanted, she rushed forward into the light. "Bailey? Bailey I'm here." She stepped closer, clearing her throat after she realized just how desperate she accidentally sounded. "Right here hun."
Bailey crept up close to the barn, trying to be as discreet as possible. Continuously looking behind and all around him to make sure he wasn't followed before calling out for her. Whispering Cathyl's name and searching the interior for her. And when she came out, he felt his own heart begin to pound.
"Okay...let's do this..." He took one final breath before stepping inside, as ready as he could be for this much needed conversation.
One foot in front of the other, Bailey stepped into the light, and Cathyls big brown orbs slowly took in the sight of him. Rather than wearing his work boots, he had on the snug fit pair of converses he brought from home. And covering up his legs were a pair of short shorts came down, and they hugged his big bubble butt booty as tight as Cathyl wished she had the chance to.Her breath hitched in her throat looking over him, his hands down in front of him with his fingers locked. The gloves to match the socks wen far up his arm and looked so soft and comfortable to the touch. And lastly, the thing covering his torso, a one piece style overall top with a white fur collar. He was not wearing his straw hat, letting his long blonde hair cascade around him. Such big crystal blue eyes looking up at her nervously as he approached. Cathyl had never seen him wear anything like this, never.
The clothes were so...tight, so form fitting to him, and showing off just how much her pheromones had affected him. With the amount he'd ingested, she could see his body developing more curves, the slight hourglass look to his frame, the swell of his hips giving him a child bearing look. His skin looked more supple and soft, even his hair appeared more silky, soft and clean. Not like the mop he had when he first arrived, it looked like it had volume and shine to it.
His body was taking to the slight changes her cum was doing to him, which Cathyl had hoped would occur, but it only served to further vibrate the nerves in her body. She knew what it meant when a partner's body accommodate her pheromones so successfully. And her fingers slipped off the whiskey body as she realized how fucking perfect he was.
Even at that distance she could smell him from across the barn, the delicious temptation of him. And the rush of it swept through her chest and into her core, the monstergirl instincts beginning to take over. A shaky breath escaped her lips, "Bailey...oh...Bailey..." She muttered softly, her eyes roaming over his body. Starting innocently enough, but very quickly devolving into a stare full of desire.
Coming here dressed like this?? Looking the way he did, after all this time of trying to convince him to be what he naturally is and accept it. Cathyl felt both hope...and excitement start to ripple in her veins.
"Holy shit...look at that little cocktease of an outfit...holy shit..." Cathyl's jaw hung slack looking at him, her ears starting to ring and tone out virtually all noise around her. She saw his pretty little pink lips start to move, saying something to her but they fell to deafness in this moment. All she could focus on were how soft they looked, how they felt wrapped around her cock... "Fuuuuuck...holy shit...he must want me...he must! Of course he came to bang! Bringing me out here like this and showing up wearing that!!" She rationalized in her buzzed mind.
Bailey nervously brushed a lock of hair over his ear, "Cathyl...we need to talk..." He started, "What we've been doing here...I..." He couldn't lie to her, now that he was here face to face with her. Only maybe two yards apart, he had to tell her the truth. "I've...liked it...everything we've done together has felt so good...but I can't keep going on like this." He admitted. "What we've been doing has been making me feel..."
"So handsome..." Bailey blinked hearing Cathyl speak, redirecting his gaze off of the floor and up to her.
"Huh? What did you say?"
Cathyl took a step closer, "Bailey...baby...you're...so fucking handsome..." She stared at him with a dreamy, longing stare. It felt like she was seeing him through a slightly fuzzy, pink haze, in a field of flowers fluttering around his beautiful face. His hair lifting in a soft summer breeze, Cathyls eyes practically shifted into throbbing hearts.
The boy nearly flinched at the word 'baby', and again at being called 'pretty'. "Uh...umm...th-thank you?" He said, sounding more like it was a question rather than a stated reply. "But...uhm...that's not what I'm here to talk about. I wanted to really talk to you about...us."
She managed to catch that part, "Ohhh? Ya'll wanna...'talk' about us huh hun?" The woman started sauntering over. "Baby boooy...we can talk all night...hehehe..." She giggled, the candy sweet high pitched laugh that made Bailey's heart sing. "Fuuuck...you look good..." She sucked in a breath through her teeth, then followed up by inhaling the air close by him. Drinking in the delicious scent he gave off now.
Her hoof almost stomped in place and her tail whipped...
"Wha..." Bailey's eyes started to go wide, the way she was looking at him was so...so...predatory. She'd only looked at him like this once or twice before, usually when she was about to grab a hold of his head and start ramming her cock down his throat. "Cathyl? Wha...what are you doing? Why are you looking at me like that?" Her heated stare filled his body with prickly goosebumps.
Cathyl only chuckled more and continued to draw closer to him, "Ohhh, I see how it is...heeheeehee...showing up all dressed up for me darlin', and still playin' hard to get."
Bailey tilted his head, "Dressed up? Wha..." And then it dawned on him, and he looked down at his attire. In his panic of leaving the house, he just threw it on. Not even realizing the possible effect it was going to have on their meeting.
Plus now looking at it, how his body really filled out the garments, he used to remember himself being less...full? A little skinny and scrawnier than this, his thighs were a tad thicker, and hips were wider. His short shorts were nearly stretched to the point of ripping due to their tightness and his booty mass. And it was slowly beginning to come to him why she was reacting this way...and he felt like an idiot.
The two of them...alone, in the barn at midnight, their milking sessions, their relationship, and now this outfit.
His heart had gone from pumping pretty quick to racing on a treadmill. "Oh...noo no no no Cathyl. That's not why I came down here." He lifted his hands up in front of him defensively, worried now more than ever by those gorgeous amber eyes boring into him.
Cathyl continued to snicker, "Uhh huuuh, I'm sure baby...you've been such a little tease this whole time...and now? You think I'm still gonna buy into this whole, I need to be a man BS?" She scoffed, "Oh cutie pie, you're having a real blonde moment if you think that's gonna be the case."
Then before Bailey could react, Cathyl rushed forward, suddenly scooping him up into her arms. Reaching for the back of both his thighs and lifting him up into her arms. "Ohh!!" Bailey squealed in shock from the sudden lack of ground beneath his feet, Cathyl setting him onto her pelvis and him having to reach out and grab onto the Minotaurs shoulders to steady himself. "Whoa, Cathyl! No put me down, I didn't come here to...to tease you? What are you talking about?"
She walked her blonde boy over to some of the hay bales, stacked up high enough for her to sit on right beside the stables. Seeming to be completely ignoring most of his words and just keeping her eyes locked on his body. "Oh doooon't even try that with me anymore you sexy little slut." Bailey recoiled from her words, feeling his belly jump in a backflip. "Momma's done waiting for you to get it through your pretty little head that you have a body made to be fucked." She plopped herself down on one of the hay bales and set Bailey in her lap, making him straddle her from her arms around him. Hands wandering over his back and feeling the tight, womanly body he had developed.
"F-fucked??" Bailey's voice trembled, eyes wider than the moon above them and he shook his head. "N-n...no Cathyl, I'm not...I don't..."
Cathyl cut him off, "Shut up you beautiful thing." And she went in for the kiss. Stealing Bailey's lips in a surprise attack that left the boy even more wide-eyed and breathless.
"Mmh!" He mumbled for the quickest second at first, in shock at the reminder of how dominant of a kisser she was. Her lips met his and forced them apart so her tongue could break in and feel around the inside of that little mouth she's been so desperate for. He immediately could taste the whiskey on her breath, and that's when it hit him. She was drunk!
Cathyl wasn't falling down drunk like Bailey thought she was, but buzzed enough to the point where she had lost all inhibitions, seeing him dressed like this, the weeks of dancing around each other in a flirtatious milking of both her balls and feelings. She was ready to just go all in at this point, whether he was ready to or not.
Her tongue beat the ever loving fuck out of his own, bigger in size and skill with it's movements, curling around his own and swapping spit in an aggressive first kiss of the night. She moaned into him, finally able to enjoy what he tasted like, so sweet and innocent, absolutely brimming with breeding pheromones that were making her go nuts.
"Mmmmmhmmmmmmmmwah...nnnf fuck..." Cathyl quietly said after finally breaking away from the light-headed Bailey.
"Aaahh...Ca-Cathyl..." Bailey tried to speak, but his brain felt like it was on a wild rollercoaster, he'd wanted to kiss Cathyl again everyday since the first time he saw her, and now he finally did! He wondered for a while if she actually liked him more than just a milking buddy, because he certainly liked her! And this kiss, did it mean something? Or was this the liquor talking? Either way he couldn't let it go further knowing she'd been sipping some happy juice, so he tried to push on her chest. "Cathyl...let's...let's stop here..." He weakly protested, "We can talk another day, just...come with me...let's go back to your room and get you in bed."
She chuckled, a little slurry of tones that definitely gave way her light intoxication. "Sweetieeee, we are in myyyy room. Pick anywhere you want, that'll be our bed..." She leaned in again, this time diving under that little fur collar and going for Bailey's supple neck.
"Cathyl, ah!" He gasped at the contact, no one had ever kissed his neck before, nor did they suck on it like she was doing. And whooooooa was it a...feeling.
She pulled the soft skin into her lips, fully intent on leaving a nice red hickey in her wake. "Mmm...so yummy..." She lapped at his pulse, breaking out her teeth to nibble on it too.
"Haaah..." Bailey trembled, what was she doing to him? When her lips touched his own his insides flopped, and now with them on his neck, it was like her lips were hot. Setting his skin ablaze wherever they touched and his face was flushing deeply with the rising warmth. "Caaathyl..." He whimpered, squirming in her lap.
And upon his movement, he felt something underneath his butt...something he'd felt a dozen times before but only in his hands and on his face. Never did he feel it down there...
The hardness of Cathyl's GIGANTIC bulge, her cock, buried under the overalls she always wore. It's own heat practically burning a cock shaped hole through the jean material. So long and thick, so big... The horse cock running down her thigh was easily fully hard, and knowing it was brushed up against his ass, made not just his cheeks flush, but his whole face turned a deep scarlet.
"Mmmmmmh...feel that baby? Nnnfff...that's what you do to me eeeevery daaaaay..." Cathyl nearly whined into Bailey's ear, her hips bucking a little at the touch of his rear. "Urrrg...I can't take it anymore Bailey...I can't wait anymore...I want you...I want you now!" She said with a need unlike he'd ever heard from her before. And he had her yell directly in his face when her breasts needed to be milked! This was on a whole different level, it was pained, and desperate, but frustrated and pleading all at the same time.
She lifted Bailey up with one hand, moving it to his ass to raise his body up high enough for her to grab the snaps of her overalls and release them. Followed by hastily shoving the restricting clothing all the way down her body before Bailey could blink! Her black and white spotted bikini was exposed followed by the pale belly of hers. Smooth and toned, and accompanied by her massive equine dick springing up and slapping Bailey straight in the ass. He actually felt the fleshy tip touch the exposed part of his thigh in a warm brief little hello.
He yelped in surprise at this and started to shake his head, "Nooo nononono Cathyl, this isn't what I wanted to do!" He tried to tell her, but it was like all reason had left her brain. Looking at his own pleading eyes in this moment, her aching cock out and free, she needed him. She couldn't resist the boy anymore, she'd held back for weeks, only getting the lightest relief during the milking. But it wasn't enough anymore, her balls were going to burst. She needed to make him hers...
She gritted her teeth in a lusty grin, then reached for the snaps of his own top, popping them almost completely off the outfit and and yanking it up and over his head. Much to the boys shock and embarrassment. Both his arms went to cover up his naked chest and little boy breasts, foolishly leaving the shorts open for attack by the Minotaur.
And attack them she did, when his top was removed, the bottoms were next. Quickly and with dexterity that didn't match a tipsy person, she undid the button of the short shorts, lifted Bailey a little bit higher, and yanked the bottoms down his stocking clad legs. Then throwing them as far away from her as she could possibly do.
Just like that, Bailey was only wearing long gloves and long socks, his genitals on full display along with his big beautiful bottom. Creamy skin, soft, smooth, absolutely hairless and perfect. Cathyl felt her mouth starting to water looking over him. "Ohhh fuck yes..." Leaning in once again for her lips to begin assaulting Bailey's bare belly, smooching his skin while her hands went to work pawing at him, grabbing and kneading all over. Finally feeling that petite, perfect body of his without anything protecting it.
"Aaah! Cathyl!" He managed her name, but other than that was having quite the hard time actually speaking. Her touches were so hard, hands rough and tough, they felt good on his vulnerable skin. His body was reacting to the treatment very positively, with his pink nipples going erect along with his frightened little prick. They were all up and happy with the situation while his brain panicked.
"Mmmh fuck...you've had plenty of...hmm...chances to taste me baby..." Cathyl moaned against his skin. Barely able to pull her mouth away a far enough distance to get the words out. "It's only fair...that I...get to taste you..."
Then Bailey's world flipped upside down, "Waaah!!" He yelped in fright as the strong arms of the woman handled him like he was nothing. Spinning the young boy around on her lap so that his face smacked right into her hard horse cock. "Ah!" He winced at first but then...that smell...the scent of her... The same smell that always invaded his senses when he went down on her, it crashed into his nostrils so hard and so fast, radiating off her large balls and right into his head from the angle. "Uuuhh...ugghhh..." Weak moans emitted from Bailey, he'd been breathing heavily and right away got several deep gulps of her hormones, drifting up from her shaft and large spheres of baby making batter.
Cathyl bear hugged Bailey's little body, staring at his naked ass up close and personal. Her eyes, throbbing hearts as she got her first good look at the naked posterior that had been haunting her daily fantasies. She'd fapped to this beauty a hundred times in the last two weeks, and it was still not enough. The milking sessions every day helped...but they weren't enough...
She licked her lips, seeing that virgin hole staring up at her, it was BEGGING for her to take it's innocence. And she would grant it's wish...
Bailey was dazed from the flip, but then jolted up with another squeal of surprise as he felt the warm, wet tongue, and hot breath of a monster girl on his back door. She sunk her face in between his big pillowy cheeks and started feasting. Dragging her tongue all over the little star and wasting no time at all with pushing it in.
"Wha-aaah!!" He arched his back, but gravity pulled him right back down to smack face first into the length of her dick.
"Mmmmh..." Cathyls eyes started to loll upward. "Oh God...yessshh..." She moaned, plunging her seeking tongue deep into his depths, swirling it, licking all over his entrance before pulling it back, kissing the hole and doing it again. Sloppily drooling all over it to get him lubed up. He tasted so sweet! So good, and he smelled just as good to her as she knew she did him.
The hormones and pheromones were all synching up, mixing and calling to each others breeding instincts. Pulling the bodies together, even now as Bailey hung limply upside down, trying to protest, his own eyes became half-lidded, "Uuugggnnn..." He made soft sounds of approval, whether he knew he was or not, he couldn't resist the heavenly scent of his mates hot and ready dick. Out so close to his mouth, her balls, plump and waiting, he could almost here the swimmers inside their splashing around happily. Knowing that their milker was there and about to suck them out.
Unconsciously, Bailey's tongue lolled out, and the heat on his cheek made him pull in that direction towards Cathyls dick, until his spongey little tongue found the fucking delicious, meaty, salty tasing Horse cock he'd been craving so bad. His head pulling upwards to try and slip the appendage up and along her throbbing, bulging veins. Her rod twitching in response to the familiar touch of him.
It was almost pure second nature, he felt the pull, that something was just telling him in his head to do it. He wanted to, he needed to! He hadn't milked Cathyl today, so he hadn't gotten his daily dosage of girl cum. And his throat suddenly got dry, the boy becoming very thirsty...
He lifted his tongue all along the length of the tasty sword until he made it to the tip, then spun it around the oddly shaped head. "Ahhhehhhh..." More little mewls of hazy desire escaped him, the pair licking each other with a mating desire percolating deep within the two of them. And neither was able to resist it at this point, drool spilling from their mouths and spilling over the lock and key they were about to join for the first time.
"Mmmmghmm...hmmmmrrrrrooo...aaahhhhghh..." Cathyl groaned, her grip getting stronger around Bailey's midsection. A light moo actually escaping the Monstergirl for a moment before she leaned her head back and shook it with desire. "I need you...I need you now!" She growled, flipping Bailey up once again.
"Aaaahhha!" It felt like Bailey had been upside down for a while though it couldn't have been more than a minute or so, and yet now he was back upright, facing Cathyl head on like the Bull she was. Heavy breaths leaving her body and the most wild, lustful stare he'd ever seen coming out of her eyes. She settled him back into her lap for a moment so his thighs were sandwiching their cocks upright together. "Aaaaahhhhhh...Cathyl...uuuughh..." He moaned submissively.
Her large hands squeezed his thighs together, wrapping the base of her cock in their softness, the stockings only touching it slightly, thankfully not getting in the way. "Oooooouuuuu...Baby..." Cathyl moaned as well, feeling the sweet pleasurable waves rippling out of her cock and along her body. Lifting and lowering his legs a few times and feeling his tiny, pathetic prick trying to stack up against hers. He was maybe an eighth of her size hard, if that! "Are ya'll ready hun? Ready for me to stick my cock in you?"
"Huuh?" Bailey felt like his body was mush, his arms noodles and his legs just doing as she told them to. But he managed to shake his head, "Oh nooo...no Cathyl..we can't...it..." He looked down at the giant dick, well past his stomach from the outside. "It...it won't fit..."
Cathyl chuckled chestily, shaking her head, "Ooohhh yes it will honey..." Bailey felt his body being lifted up again, "Yes it wiiill..." She was going to impale him.His heart racing at a million miles per hour, Bailey felt his hands reaching out for something to hold onto, and the first thing they grabbed just so happened to be Cathyls tits. "Noo, no...Cathyl...please...please...no I can't...it won't..."
All she could hear was the mewling of a young heifer, just dyyyying to be bred. She chewed her lower lip, looking at his gorgeous form the higher she lifted it. Picking him up until he was just over the tip of her cock. Her flared head twitching again in anticipation of finally gaining access to the most important hole of all. "Nnnnff...yes it will baby..." And she started to lower him... "Yeeeeeeesss it wiiillll..."
Bailey wanted to move, to react, to protest more, to do anything! But he was stuck, he had no strength in his body, like no matter what signals he tried to send to his limbs, they would only feebly writhe an inch or so. And he felt the huge swollen tip of her meat against his star.
He froze, eyes going wide, Cathyls eyes doing the same as the two of them stared at each other. This point...the point of no return, caused her to hesitate and him to stop struggling. Were they...were they really going to do this? Bailey was trying to get her to stop, but...his cock was throbbing, and he liked Cathyl...he really did but...did he want this to happen?
Cathyl knew she was a little drunk, but she was very aware of what was going on and how badly she wanted him. But what if he hated her for this, what if her breeding genes and his didn't mix up, what if she hurt him, what if he never wanted to be with her again? It was just enough to give her pause and not push in for just an extra moment.
Until she heard, "Haaah..." Bailey gave a teeny trembling moan, and it wasn't of fear, or worry or anything like that, no... it was pleasure. Feeling her hards head have just enough give to be able to stretch open his slick with saliva hole, and drive straight up into him. His entire body lit up like a furnace, his heart skipped maybe four fast beats at the contact. It was unlike anything either of them felt before. Such an intense heat and desire that Bailey was unable to resist...especially as he felt her hands push down on him again.
He didn't struggle, his hips lowered, and the head of her horse cock pushed and puuuuuuushed...
'Pop.'
"Guuuuhhhaaaaaaaa!!" Bailey's back arched and his head looked up to the ceiling as a sudden burning sensation drove into him, followed by the deep gut punch of being lowered further and further down twenty inches of hard equine cock meat.
"Uuuuuuuughhhhhh..." Cathyl moaned in synch with Bailey, feeling the sweetest, hottest, tightest hole she'd ever fucking experienced suddenly gripping around her head and shaft. Sinking lower and lower over the next few seconds until her entire length, not half, not three quarters, her ENTIRE length disappeared into Bailey's belly.
Only to be found in the form of a belly bulge that stretched up the blonde's tummy past his belly button and stopping below his chest and ribcage. About as deep as anything could go without being damaging.
In other words, a perfect fit in Cathyl's book. His big plump tushy resting on her thighs and his face, a mixture of pain, shock, and amazed pleasure was enough to make Cathyl already feel her balls squeeze out a nice dollop of precum up out of her shaft and somewhere deep into his belly, depositing it most likely directly in his stomach.
"Ah...aahg...aayee...ggghhugh..." Bailey tried to say something, but no words came out, just a few noises that garbled in his throat as his head came back down to face her.
Now she knew that her cock was a lot to take, and for a virgin, it probably hurt a lot, no matter what her hormones did altering his body to prepare for it and lube to mitigate it. So Cathyl was aware they would need to go slow at first, otherwise she'd break Bailey. "Just...nnf...just look at me hun...look at me." She said to him softly, settling her hands on his sides to carefully rock him around. Allowing his body to shift and squirm over her cock, get a feel for the size and shape of her lengthy intruder and accommodate her.
Bailey's eyes slowly tried to shift from being glazed over to look at Cathyl, but he was clearly very shellshocked from the impact to his inner depths. His ears were ringing and it felt like he got the wind knocked out of him, thankfully though, he didn't actually feel very much pain. It was mainly just a very, very intense invasion of his entrance and a deep stretching sensation. It probably should've hurt far more than it actually did, but for some reason, it felt like...his body was prepared for it.
Like it knew what to do, even now as he tried to look directly at Cathyl, he felt the stinging and aching sensation of his ass being stretched beyond recognition, begin to subside. Already, only after a few moments of being impaled on her, it just felt like his body was quickly adjusting to naturally accommodate such a big cock inside it.
"C...Cathy...l..." His speech came out distorted, everything was fuzzy, and it felt like her cock must've reached all the way up to his brain with how out of it he became from just the initial insertion.
The bull sucked in a breath through her teeth, hearing his desperate tone only poked the fire in her abdomen. Stoking and adding fuel to it, she huffed a hot breath through her nostrils and clenched her jaw tight. Fuuuck she wanted to breed, she wanted to breed so bad, and it would be so easy to just hold him down and dump a billion of her unborn into his baby basket.
But it seemed like the alcohol hadn't overtaken her completely just yet, and she still had a little bit of resolve left in her noggin. "Just...relax...Bailey...nnnffh...hhrrrghhh..." She could hear the animal in her CLAWING it's way up, trying to free itself from the cage within. She fought back though and kept her cool, "Breathe...breathe and relax...focus...focus on my cock...honey..." Her voice was very slow and methodical as her hands applied a light pressure to his sides.
Lifting up his miniscule weight to pull him back off of her cock, carefully one inch at a time. "Aaaahhhaaaa!" Bailey's voice quietly arched as he felt the giant dick suddenly being extracted, his insides quickly closing in the vacant space her mammoth left behind. His gasp actually cracked his voice with how high it wanted to go, the sensation was like everything inside him was just being slowly cranked out through his rear.
Cathyl though, still held him. "Breathe honey...breathe..." Her voice got calmer and calmer, his tight squeezing bowels were absolute Heaven wrapped around her. She'd never felt anything so sweet and so tight like this. She wanted to just plow away, but doing that might really hurt Bailey. And she didn't want to ruin her chance with him, Hell, it might already be ruined. So her only hope, was to make sure he had a good first time.
Very carefully, she rose the boy up, until he was maybe halfway up the twenty inches of horse dick before lowering him back down. Bailey was doing his best at this point to try and heed the command of the distant Cathyl. Even though she was inches away, he was still pretty zoned so it sounded like she was talking to him through an echoing tunnel.
He drew in a slow breath, then let it go out his lips while being pulled back down. The more he let his body relax, the less overwhelmingly intense the feelings he was experiencing became. The pain softened more and more, just as every inch entered and left his body. At this right, she was getting her cock into him and out of him maybe once per minute. Slow as Hell, but doing her damn best to make sure she didn't break her beautiful blonde Bailey.
And as the minutes rolled on and she settled into a slow, steady motion, Bailey's lips remained parted, breathing at an even, if yet shaky pace. His belly still stretched with how deep she went and his skin was slathered in sweat, as was hers for lifting him, holding him, and lowering him over and over. But the good news was, the pain had completely vanished, to an almost, 'like it was never there' point, and all that was left were these odd...tingles...running up Bailey's spine.
"I...Cathyl..." Bailey managed to speak again, in between thrusts as best as he could, "It...hnnngugh...it's...so big...so...deep..." His own words seemed to only make the tingles persist further. And these were not awkward or pins and needles type of tingles. They were goosebumps all over your flesh, chills, and sweet, sweeeet dopamine spreading through his body.
"Are ya'll...okay?" Cathyl replied, maintaining a slightly faster, but still smooth pace on his form. Sawing her dick in and out of him while waiting for him to be ready for the main event.
He hesitated with his reply, brow furrowed slightly as if he was unsure whether or not he actually was okay. It didn't hurt anymore, definitely not but...did he wanna say what he was feeling? Her cock was up his ass! She was inside of him, fucking him! This hot, sexy, monstergirl, with laaaarge breasts right in his face was making him ride her cock like a cowgirl.
And the thought of all that was just so...so...
Naughty...
"Ugghnh..." The first moan of the night escaped Bailey's lips, and this wasn't a moan of shock or distress, no, this was a moan of pure pleasure. The shape and girth of her cock practically crushed his little prostate throughout this slow preparation process, and it was now really starting to take an effect on the young boy. It felt good! Very good...so much so to the point that he actually felt his cheeks get even redder just at the thought of how much he was enjoying being butt fucked.
Cathyl couldn't stop the smile she felt pulling at her lips, if her ears weren't deceiving her, than she for sure just heard the sound of bliss coming from her little heifer. "Rgghh..." She growled a little, then shook her head slightly to calm back down. "I'm gonna...start thrusting now...kay?" She asked him, steadying her grip on his hips again, but this time planting her hooves firmly on the barn floor beneath them. Readying herself for the next push into the subject of her fantasies.
Bailey couldn't protest with his mind of mush as she drew her pelvis as far down into the hay bale as she could get it, then pushed it right back up into Bailey's body. This time, not very gentle either, some would even say she shoved it in there hard.
His teen body lurched upward and his back arched, "UGH!!" The tingles pulsing out in a massive shockwave originating from his ass and spreading all over his form. And she didn't stop there, the slow, calculated sawing of her member in and out of him was a thing of the past now. Her hips began driving her dick straight up into his belly, punching a sweet bulge in his front each time it went in. He could actually feel her huge, round balls tapping his butt softly with the strength she was pushing up with. "Uhhh! Ugh! Uuuugh...huuughh!!" Bailey started to moan loudly every time he felt his depths being forced open.
It didn't hurt though, it didn't hurt at all. It only seemed to be getting more intense in the sensations it delivered as the minutes went on. His little prick in front of him was sooooo hard, easily the hardest it had ever been in his life! "Oh my...God...what...is she doing to me??" His brain managed to form that thought, he had come here with the intent of putting his foot down.
But now, all he could focus on was Cathyls enormous dick wrenching out these huge waves of bliss.
She herself looked at his curvy form with a look of pure concentration, the squeezing and tightening of his lower muscles, undoubtedly, the strongest muscles he had in his whole body, was driving her mating instincts crazy! She could literally feel the massive load of cum in her balls sloshing and churning up as the orbs bounced with her movement. It was going to feel so good to finally dump it all in him.
"Urrrrggh...Mmm...Mmmrrrroo..." She tried to bite back on the animal like groan, but it slipped out, her body was singing! She was mating! Finally!! After far too long, and with the absolutely perfect partner! She could feel it inside him, she could taste it in his pheromones, he was perfect! So compatible, so beautiful. Her eyes briefly rolled up, "Uggghh fuck...Bailey...oh baby..." Further soft groans emerged from her chest as she started to pump him faster.
Twenty inches deep, pulling out maybe a third of the way and pushing back in, enough to make Bailey hop in her lap with each shove. His eyes were becoming glazed over again, and unlike Cathyl, when they started to roll up, they didn't come back down quickly. They went up and started to cross. She was fucking Bailey silly, the sensations he was experiencing...it was unlike anything he'd ever felt.
He'd had orgasms, he'd masturbated, he'd even been jerked off by Cathyl herself! But this...this was different. It was SO MUCH MORE! His whole body was vibrating, every sense felt like it was magnified times one thousand. Every touch, every inch that pushed in, that curled and pulsed, twitched and plunged...he was going crazy.
"Aaahahhh!! AaaaAAAAAHHH!!" He started off moaning, but now it was devolving into just primal screams, "AAAAHHAAAAAAA!! CAAAHHAAAA!!" He tried to say her name, feeling the rushing build up as it started to run through him, the incredible pulsing, the tingling in his little balls, it pumped harder and harder, only giving him a few seconds of warning before it was too late. He knew there was no way he could ever resist it, his orgasm, his climax, it was here. He felt his tongue loll out of his mouth, going full Ahegao 'fucked silly' face as his virginity was plowed into Cathyl's pocket.
"Ughhh! URRRGGHYEEESS!! Urrrrrgggggmmmrrrrrroooou..." Cathyl grunted low, bouncing Bailey through his high, watching as his little dicklet finally gave into the carnal pleasures of taking it up the butt. And it started to squirt, firing out little hot white rockets of his love, spurting up and onto his pale chest while Bailey's hands squeezed Cathyls tits through her bikini top. "Oooooohhhhfuuuuckkyeeeeesss...you're miiiiineeeeee..." Cathyl growled, not letting up. Her body was riding it's own high of pleasure and pride, having brought her breeding bitch to climax, she wanted more of him. And he was cumming.
Cumming from taking it in the ass...Bailey would never forget.
So she knew he liked it, and she was done being soft, she needed to let out her frustration, and she needed to pour it all into him.
In a quick one eighty spin, Cathyl whirled Bailey around and yanked him up off of her cock, his own prick giving one more spurt of boy cum, landing onto the floor in the final moments of his first ever prostate orgasm.
She then pushed him down off of her lap and into one of the stables by their side, putting him onto all fours in the smaller space where animals were typically put in. The red walls on either side of him and a feeding trough not too far ahead, his upper torso mainly in the stall with his ass and stocking clad legs being all that stuck out.
Bailey was jerked out of his high so quickly, he almost felt he didn't get to enjoy it to his fullest, and now that her cock was pulled free of his booty, he felt so...empty...
He couldn't do anything but quiver, feeling his body practically go into cock withdrawal now that it had nothing to fill him up. His hair tossed as he looked back at the taaaaaaaaall imposing Minotaur woman behind him now, standing above his bare, defenseless booty with her horse cock sticking up tall and proud in front of her.
The look in her eyes was the animal within Cathyl, ready to fill this little heifer with her babies. And Bailey felt his spine quiver in anticipation for it, he actually felt his lower body begin to sway. Rocking back and forth, wiggling for her, as if trying to entice the bull to come get it.
"Wh...wha..." Bailey thought, "I did not...tell it to do that..." He tried to convince himself that his body was acting on it's own.
That was more than enough for her though, Cathyl huffed again through her nostrils and shook her head, her sharp horns dancing in the lantern light as her hoof stamped under her. "Huuf...hrrgghh...Brrrruuu..." She brayed, feeling the drive to force herself into the stall and fuck the shit out of him.
And she did just that.
Cathyl rushed forward, stomping her hooves down on either side of Bailey, positioning her cock, and RAMMING it into it's new home.
"AAAAAGHH!!" Bailey yelled at the top of his lungs as her assault started up just as rough as it was going to be all the way through.
She held him by the hips, yanking her dick all the way out of his ass, then drilling it back inside him, all the way to the hilt of her sheath, relentless in her attack on the young boy. Her balls swinging and slapping down into his supple booty, causing ripples from the jiggling of his flesh. Bailey put out his hands on the walls to try and brace himself for the fucking, while Cathyl reached up to her chest and literally ripped her bra off. The top tearing away and letting her heavy milk makers out to bounce with her moves. She gripped one briefly and squeezed it but then reached down to Bailey's back to brace herself as well.
The two bodies jostling and writhing in the epic heat of the moment, her bucking making loud slapping noises against his soft flesh. Mating like they've been feeling the drive to since the moment they met. Unable to contain the natural primal urges anymore. Only guttural animal noises came from either of them now.
Bailey squealed and screamed in ecstasy, his mind becoming a total blank aside from Cathyl's massive cock. It was wonderful, his eyes were tearing up with how happy it was making him. His cock swinging helplessly below him as another orgasm built up inside...and another...and another...
He couldn't stop, it was so good...
"Rrrgh, hggh, urrrgg rrrgh! Urrrrgg!!" Cathyl grunted over and over with her thrusts, Getting louder and louder while she fucked her bitch. Drilling her dick so deep, the belly bulge inside him popped up and shrunk back down everytime she pushed and pulled in and out. Her hooves stamping repeatedly at his sides while she snarled and snorted. Shaking her head more causing the long strand ponytail to whip about. This was a bull, not Cathyl, fucking her offspring into the belly of this soft little slut.
She could feel her balls boiling, ready to dump gallons and gallons inside, she was so backed up. She couldn't take it anymore, she didn't care if his poor little tummy couldn't handle it. It was gonna fucking take what she had to give!
Her thrusts reached the fever pitch, fingers gripping Bailey's delicate skin so hard, and Bailey squeezing whatever he could find to hold onto, feeling his little prick spew! His p-spot was brutalized, he could feel everything, every inch of that huge dick, the contours of its veins. And how the tip began to flare...
"Brrrrrrrghh...Urrrrggggg! UGGHH!! FUUUUCKK!! AWWW!!" Cathyl's head reeled back, tossing behind her as her balls couldn't contain her spunk anylonger.
And the flood gates burst, Bailey's eyes rolling up once again as he felt that same continuous stream of thick, piping hot sperm burst into his body. Only this time, it didn't have to go down his throat, it went straight into his boy womb. Her dick swelling to an even thicker size while her balls undulated, pumping out easily a gallon of hot, monstergirl nut.
His belly inflated, bulging up from where her tip sat inside, giving him the sweetest little six month pregnant baby bump.
"Haaaaaaahhha...huuuuuuuuhhhh..." Bailey's body went limp, his tummy felt so hot...so good...He finally was able to stop cumming, after Cathyl nearly destroyed his prostate. He felt his booty lift up a little as she pulled her cock out of his ass, trying to keep her amazing monster buried inside, unwilling to let that thing go. However, her flared tip eventually popped free as a spurt of her gooey love burst out of his hole, leaking down his thighs from the huge amount of it.
Bailey collapsed on his front, heaving for breath, exhausted and sweaty. But he did not get to rest just yet...
He felt a hoove gently press into his side and push him up, playfully kicking his little body to roll it over onto his back. And his groggy eyes looked up at Cathyl above.
Her twenty inches of dick still hard and being stroked in her hand, "Oh...we're not done yet baby boy..." She said menacingly. Coming down onto her knees above his head, her balls still broiling a fresh load of spunk, liters more to go before they're empty. "You never milked me today..." Her husky voice whispered as she pointed her dirty, cum covered cock down to his mouth. "You better do your fuckin' job little slut..." She growled.
"Ugggn..." Bailey moaned weakly, her words sending a spark into his spent core. His lips already slightly open though from his panting, didn't need much assistance though as she pressed her dick to them. And slipped her huge equine member right inside his other hole. Going from his ass, to his mouth just like that, and guiding it so it pushed right by his gullet, to weak to gag, and bulging out his throat as she slid it down.
Bailey's eyes rolled into the back of his skull while Cathyl straddle fucked his face. She truly wasn't done with him, and she used his hole for her pleasure for another solid five minutes or so, resting on her knees on either side of his head while she gyrated happily.
All the boy could see were those big brown orbs of breeding batter that bounced and jiggled on his nose. The source of her heavenly, musky aroma, magnified a million times given the situation. And it was his source of air, his reason of living.
She fucked his tight throat for what felt like hours before her braying picked up again, and her huffs became strong grunts of lust before the tip swelled once more. And a SECOND load of hot, steaming bull cum was successfully milked into Bailey's throat, pumping yet another gallon of thick semen down into his belly. Distending it even further to maybe about six or seven months pregnant.
"Uuuughhhuuuhh..." Cathyl groaned, leaning back to 'schlllick' out her cock from the boys mouth. Spit and sperm connecting the hard organ to his lips as she grabbed it with her hand and started jerking it hard on the edge of finishing her second climax.
The last few huge jets of her jizz sprayed out onto his mostly naked body, coating him in several thick streams of spunk over his nearly passed out form. The thickest, heaviest, and best feeling load she had ever dropped in her life.
She sighed with sweet, sweet relief, after weeks of endless frustration, she finally felt like she could get some sleep tonight and rest up for round two. Which speaking of, she looked down at the loopy, absolutely fucked into lala land Bailey, and giggled.
"Hehe! Haaaa...hope you enjoyed that sweetie, ya'll are gonna need your rest. Cause tomorrow...oh tomorrow, now that you know your place, you're gonna spend all day there..." She squeezed her cock again from base to tip and let it drop down onto Bailey's close to passing out face. The heavy, slowly softening meat slapping down onto a splotch of cum on his cheeks. "You're gonna take this cock every single day from now on...would you like that baby boy?" She asked knowing he couldn't answer. "Hmhmhm...of course you would..." She teased him, slapping his face a few playful times with her soft cock.
Bailey instinctively stuck out his tongue as she slapped him before losing consciousness.