A Woolcock is another name for a shepherd, a Woolcuck though...

"Just shove it in your fucking mouth already, you stupid Bint!!"

The gorgeous, teen shepherdess hardly needs the prompting and a strangled gasp escapes the collective throats of the fallen Brothers as Betsy puckers her pretty, pouting lips about the straining head of your monstrous cock and and sucks a full quarter of your jutting length into her hot, wet, willing maidens mouth in a single, sinuous movement. Your girthy size is beyond immense and she so petite that she has to stretch her lips and jaw wide to take in your royal ram-meat but she does so, never breaking eye contact with you the entire time. Those brilliant crystalline blue eyes shining with desire and worship burning their lewd intent directly into your woolly soul...

"Oh wow Betsy! Do it," Breaths Edith, the buxom chestnut teen nodding eager encouragement down at her squatting friend while still clutching your horns possessively "Show us how much of our glorious Ram you can take, you'll look so beautiful swallowing all his Princely cum."

"Mmmnnnpphh!" Amie agrees eloquently, her small, flushed face buried into your muscular bicep, her chocolate tresses flailing about her trembling shoulders as your roll a thick thumb over her precious little pearl and curl your heavy digits within her steaming hot, wet, little lamb pussy. She grips your wrist tight in both small hands, keeping your hand buried within her brief white bikini bottoms as though worried you might take away her favorite new toy... ha! She was going to learn better soon enough.

You stand tall as a monolith using your hand tangled into the lithe teen queens curling platinum hair to gently guide the motion of her pretty, bobbing skull up and down your massive, throbbing shaft. She pushes further, trying to take more of it down her tight, virgin throat with her shining glacial eyes beginning to water and mouth drooling, slick saliva running down over her delicate chin as her esophagus kisses the bulging crown of your monstrous cock. It's too big, you're too big and she gags loudly before firmly gripping the base in both hands and slurping her way back up your length until she pops the head out and rolls it about her tongue making you groan at the feel of her wicked, pink moistness dragging across your most sensitive flesh.

"I-I'm sorry m-my Lord," She pants, her visage red faced from her oral efforts, "I want to but- but you're just soooo big! I could try..."

"Mmmmmm, let me try!" Chirps Edith, standing on tippy toes and dragging your down by the horns for another smoldering kiss before suddenly dropping to her heels beside Betsy, "I'm certain the two of us together can work something out..."

"HmmnphhHmmnphhHmmnphh!" Amie muffles her squeals of agreement into your armpit as you stroke that honey-sweet spot within her twitching, grasping, teen twat and slide your thumb over and around her swelling clit setting it to thrumming beneath your writhing touch.

Edith's warm, soft hands join Betsy's grasping and fondling at your slick shaft, tracing up and down it's preposterous length, coating her small, slender fingers in thick potent precum that is now pouring liberally from the tip and lubricating the rest of your rigid man flesh with it. So close to the source, both beautiful maiden's noses twitch at the scent of your virile musk and their eyes grow unfocused...

"Work something out..." Betsy echoes in a dazed, lilting tone as though mildly stoned on your ambient masculinity... or is that ramsculinity? Now isn't the time to split hairs as the two young stunner's faces are inexorably drawn towards your cock as though though they have crossed some erotic event horizon and were now trapped in it's lewd gravitational pull.

Edith lets out a soft, pleased cooing sound as she rubs her her soft cheek along it, nuzzling like a beloved pet and leaving a long, shining smear of your seed across her porcelain perfect skin. At the same time Betsy takes a long, broad lick across her side of your turgid flesh, running her hot, moist mouth from base to tip and tasting the entire, impossible length of you.

"Heavens but he smells so good..."

Ediths bold statement is followed by an anguished groan of despair from the cowering, sniffling brothers in the barn, all of whom seem unable to look away from the spectacle you are putting on in their midst.

"He tastes even better, if you can believe it!" Breaths Betsy with a wicked smirk back up at you, her hands endlessly working the base of your shaft, sending strong, spikes of pleasure straight up into your rocky core.

More groaning and moaning from the peanut gallery...

"He- He- He's gonna ma- ma- make me cummmmmm~" Squeals out Amie, her snowy knit bikini top having come loose at some point as she grinds her bullet stiff nipples into your side, her young tits bulging, hips thrusting and bucking onto your large hand buried in her skimpy bikini bottoms and, furthermore, buried deep into her. "Yes- Yes- Yes- YesYesYesYeeeeeeeees!!"

Jeez, could these Brothers keep their plaintive noises down, you are busy getting busy here after-all!

The proof of Amie's pleasure gushes messily down over your knuckles and wrist as the trim brunette trembles hard against you, clinging to your arm as her firm thighs convulse, clenching your palm in their slick, sweet confines. Riding out her orgasm leaves the exquisite maiden leaning bonelessly into your side, her long, chocolate curls matted to her flushed face and slender, heaving shoulders by a sheen of perspiration on her creamy skin as she pants for breath.

Below you the diamond blonde head of Betsy and the amber haired Edith are bobbing and slaving together over your monstrous, raging flesh with long, heated slurps and sloppy wet kisses. Bringing their lips together for a sizzling kiss about the bulging head of your tumescent man-hood, their sweet, young mouths wrestle about it's inflamed flesh before first one takes into into herself and then the other, sharing in the lustful need to bath your ram-cock in their youthful and exuberant affections.

Gasping at the feel of two sets of young, plush lips and warm, glistening tongues worshiping your ramhood, you catch Jaasi staring at you with the fixed intensity of a mountain lion stalking some small and furry prey. Her own expression is feverish, her bright tricorn hat sitting askew atop her tousled midnight hair and she is gnawing her plump, ruby bottom lip as though she might chew it off.

She is sunken up to her shoulders in the loose, snowy clipping of the torn wool bale and is still... wiggling? She is certainly doing something under all the fluff, you can even see her shoulders rolling and twitching as she moves her arms within the bale. Whatever she is doing, it is still movement so, ergo, she is slowly but inevitably continuing to sink further into the wool as surely as though it were quicksand.

Her breathing is fast, her hot little breaths blowing stray clippings away from her face as she is obviously doing something under the proverbial sheets. Her amethyst eyes glittering with wicked glee and wanton desire until she squeezes them tightly shut and a full body shudder racks her slender, lissome frame. At the rate at which she is taking on water, you predict that all too soon all you would be able to see of her would be the three peacock feathers of her hat sticking out of the top of the loose wool pile like so many vibrant purple flags marking her hiding place.

It's hard to focus or care right now as your balls audibly rumble and you stare back down at the two little sexpots eagerly working your big ram cock between their full lips, wriggling tongues and slender, pumping fingers. Edith's soft auburn hair sways in a silken curtain around her pretty face as she gags herself on your immensity before suckling her way back up your length with a lip smacking *pop!* and gazing hungrily up at you as Betsy takes her place feeding your over sized ram-meat past her lips and down her tight, teenaged throat.

Both girls pink lips, small chins and graceful necks are shiny with the overflow of your thick precum and their own warm saliva, spilling down over their modest, perky young tits and making their creamy skin glisten in the warm lamplight. They look hot and wet and completely, overwhelmingly aroused as they work you in tantalizing tandem, goading you silently to spray them both down and paint them white inside and out with your hot, virile ram-seed. Right now, Betsy is driving your aching loins towards doing just that...

"Betsy, oh fuck! Betsy..." You groan, your voice coming out in a deep rumbling baritone that the quaking Brothers in the room could probably feel in their back teeth.

"Do it, my Prince!" Hisses Amie urgently in your ear. She has her legs back under her again and has pulled herself up your side to slide her tight trim body against your own, alternating between laying sizzling kisses and raking her teeth along your chiseled jawline. "Let them see you fill her little lamb belly with your big daddy ram seed! Show these little boys how the real Prince of Pastures treats his breeding stock. Fuck, I can see you bulging out her teensy tiny throat with your huge, noble cock! Fill her lil' mouth with you hot cum, spray it all over Edith's juicy tits then come fuck a baby lamb into me before you are done..."

Ye gods, but where did this barely legal, backwater nymph learn to talk like this?! It's too much...

"Betsy... oh fuck, Besty! Bets- Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

Did you just fucking bleat?!

Who gives a shit because right you are blowing the load of your life directly into the gorgeous lamb-sluts esophagus , filling it and then her mouth with what feels like a rapid fire cannonade of molten, life giving cum. She is swallowing hard and fast but still her mouth stretches and her cheeks billow unable to contend with your colossal, ever-spouting monster cock. You would swear a thick, white line bubbles from her left nostril before she falls back with a pleased, happy gurgle, her eyes rolling up into her skull and landing hard with a soft splat into a puddle of hot lust that has been dripping from between the drenched crotch of her tiny boy-shorts and slick, shining thighs.

Edith is quick to capitalize on her opportunity - a smart girl there - using the small hand she had been stroking the base of your engorged shaft with to guide your still erupting enormity towards herself. Her mouth is upon wide, her cute, pink tongue out offering a soft landing bed for your next ridiculous volley of cum but her aim is off center or perhaps she wasn't taking the sheer velocity of your emissions into account as you blast a long thick line of hot jizz across the the bridge of her nose, up her left cheek and plaster her left eye shut with an impossibly large cumshot, rocking her head back a little with the **** of it.

Gods above, but what has Jaasi done to you this time?!

In a move of pure, instinctive, self-preservation, the buxom Edith drags your cock downwards with all her diminutive strength as though wrestling an out-of-control firemans hose. Another blast mattes a full half of her long, autumn locks giving her hair an altogether new manner of shine before finally you are basting her thick, wobbling tits and soft, smooth belly with seemly endless jets of your burning cum. Her woolen string lingerie is scattered into disarray and Edith just shrugs out of the top half of it letting it tangle around the her firm swelling hips as she basks in your copious ejaculation. The sight of this curvy, naked shepherdess sparkling wetly from your manly spend drags another loud, possessive bleat from deep in your barrel chest as you toss your horned head back in purest, triumphant ecstasy.

The men in the room groan and whimper pitifully but you notice that many - if not all of them - are tenting their silly white robes in some pretty inappropriate places. Some even have fairly visible wet stains there too... Woolcuck indeed.

Your cock doesn't flag or fail, remaining iron clad and jutting proudly out a foot out in front of you. A slowing stream of cum continues to dribble from the tip mixing with the hard packed dirt and straw of the barn floor. Your new stamina and virility feels endless as you watch Edith primp and preen below you, smearing your liquid love across her swollen, upturned breasts, down her soft belly and over her thick, firm thighs until her entire enticing body glows wetly in the flickering lamplight. All the while she smiles with wolfish hunger back up at you with one eye glued shut like the worlds horniest pirate queen.

Laying on her back next to her Betsy looks like a pornographic caricature of little Bo Peep after a particularly vigorous face fucking, the blue ribbon in her white blonde all askew, her face blotchy red and leaking cum from her mouth and nose but groaning in delight as she runs a slender hand over a belly that is visibly swollen like a bikini model popping a food baby after a hot dog eating contest. Her splayed, slender thighs open like a pair of butterflies wings as she props up her head enough to see you eyeing her with a ravenous, golden gaze, her own glacial blue eyes smoldering and wordlessly inviting you to take more, her hand moving from her pronounced belly bulge to trace the swollen mound of a ripe camel toe pressing visibly against her sodden lingerie bottoms, soaked in her own baby lamb, love juices.

As if the circumstances were not strange enough, the misty pink circlets of Jaasi's genie magic vanishes from around the two cum soaked maidens heads and a pair of fluffy white, elongated and slight droopy animal ears emerge, sliding out of their flowing hair somewhere above their human ears and beneath the crown of their heads. They are snowy white, furry with velvety pink interiors and look fabulously soft to the touch. You shake your heavy, horned head in disbelief...

Falling to your knees with an earth tremoring thud that shakes dust from the rafters you groan at the almost painful stiffness of your still tumescent ram cock, it throbs in time with the pounding of your racing heartbeat in your ears. You feel two softly sweet hands reach around you sides to run through the thick blonde wool covering your heavily muscled chest and the poke of twin diamond hard nipples glide across your rock back as a small lithe form presses into you from behind.

"Don't forget about me, you noble stud, I haven't got mine yet and I need you in me... like right now!" It's Amie and she punctuates her statement with a playful nip at your exposed earlobe. You feel the warm squelch of a hot, wet pussy pressing hard against your muscular ass, beginning to slide up and down in hot, slick, bucking motions. From the naked feel of her it is clear her wool knit bikini has bitten the dust some time back.

With another hungry bleat you reach your arm back, seize the athletic brunette by her hourglass waist in your mighty grasp and drag her around to your front with barely any effort. She squeals at your rough handling of her before coming to rest with her perky little ass on your kneeling thighs and wrapping her long, trim legs around your broad expanse of a waist. Your flowing cock is resting between you, pulsing wetly against her tight belly as an excited, surprise burst of seed erupts and splashes across the underside of her petite nubile breasts.

"Yes... YES! Do it, take me, my Ram, my Lord, my Prince! Take me and show the whole town of Woolcock what a man your are! A better Man! A greater Man! A- Ooooooh!"

Her frantic, loving words cut off as your lift her by her slender waist and drop her down onto your dripping, turgid shaft. Thoughtlessly expecting gravity to do the work for you, you are both surprised that, despite her slippery, womanly wetness, she is too tight and too virginal - and you are sooo~ goddamn big - that the two of you have to work to get yourself inside of her hot, clutching, young snatch.

Frowning down in heated frustration at where your cock-head is lodged immobile in her bare, moist teen pussy lips Amie wriggles her hips and drops a hand to aggressively rub at her clit in an attempt to loosen herself up for you as she loudly moans in needy frustration. It's only then that you realize that she is sporting some drooping lambs ears of her own. Leaning down, you let your own hot breath wash into her fluffy white ear, tickling the pink interior and give her head a gentle nudge with your own curling horns before teasingly whispering huskily...

"Does somebody want something?"

"Nnnnnnrrugh... Yes! Why won't it get inside of me already?! I need it so baaaaad! ....well, if it won't fit then by the gods I will make it fit!"

With a long slow exhale and a swirling of her hips, the chocolate haired nymphette slowly lowers her young, tight, slender body down the length of your monstrous shaft. Taking you in by inch after slow, agonizing, delectable inch she writhes and sinks down until you can see your mammoth ram-meat pooching out her trim abdomen and tiny belly. Holy shit but she is tight! It is nearly impossible to discern where you end and she begins, so close is your skinship with this delightful princess of the flock. When her tight, little teen ass finally coming to rest against your bulging, expansive balls you are left speechless and entirely enraptured with this irrepressible little sex kitten.

"Ha! You are in!" She crows in victorious delight before wincing a little as she begins to shift her rolling hips in small but deliberate thrusting motions, perspiration breaking out on her pretty brow. "I feel so full, I don't think I've ever felt this full before but you are going to fill me up even more my Prince! In front of the entire town of Woolcock you are going to fill me up with your Big Daddy Ram seed and give me my very own sweet little baby lamb!"

Moving up to either side of you; Betsy and Edith coo their happy, joyful agreement, whispering their own filthy desires to be filled and bred, discarding their scanty wool clothing and pressing hot, bare, young pink flesh against your muscular rutting form invitingly but all you can focus on right now is the hot, impossibly tight, young pussy thrusting, squirming and bouncing herself onto your lap and a single stray thought...

It's called the town of Woolcuck now dammit...