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You can’t avert your eyes away from the pair as the cow woman entices her man by squeezing her fat milky tits against his lean, muscular chest while desperately trying to plunge the tip inside of her pillowy cunt lips. All the while, she is looking over his shoulder at you and batting her long, dark eyelashes. As much as you want to be the one she’s urging to fill her aching hole, all you can do is watch.

Your {if

Orc = 1}moderately-sized dick{endif

}{if

Elf = 1}tiny padlocked clitty{endif

} springs to life and can’t be contained by your undergarments. You clamor to yank them off and expose your leaky dick to some fresh air. Your hand wanders down to attend to your needy prick while you continue to observe the primal mating that's taking place. The long-lashed chubby cow sees your size in comparison to what she’s about to get, and her giggles turn into laughter. The minotaur who was squeezing his foot-long shaft against the cowgirl’s slippery labial folds cranes his neck to look at you with your {if

Orc = 1}supremely disappointing dick in your hand{endif

}{if

Elf = 1}hands fumbling against your caged clit{endif

} and joins in with the degrading amusement at your expense. {if

Companion: Auria = 1}Even your companion who you saved from certain impregnation can't help but to degradingly stifle a giggle at her so-called hero.{endif

}

Instead, you chose to stay and watch a supremely more well-endowed bull claim his prize, and you chose to try to jerk off while doing it. You should be disappointed and even ashamed of yourself, but you can’t help how turned on the {if

Companion: Auria = 0}two{elseif

Companion: Auria = 1}three{endif

} of them make you - even when they’re making fun of you.

The bull sweeps his maiden off of her hooves and onto her back with both plush thighs spread eagle. His thick horse meat slides past her puffy lips until he’s hilted, which is about halfway down his shaft while his balls give a wet smack against padded ass cheeks. From your angle, you can see every inch sink down into her enveloping folds while you {if

Orc = 1}vigorously pump your own cock with your mouth agape.{endif

}{if

Elf = 1}tug on your cage while your fingers worm into the confines of your own asshole.{endif

}

Once he’s as far inside as he can fit, the real fun begins. His hips withdraw only to slam back against the cowgirl with brute **** that causes yelps of pleasure to echo all around you. The hearty fast-paced slaps elicit deep grunts and loud cries from the pair while you enjoy the sight of the cow woman being thoroughly bred right in front of you. The mesmerizing ripples across her wobbling ass as an insatiable bull dick is demolishing her have captivated you into mindlessly pleasuring yourself.

You can imagine the way your wife would react if she were getting the same treatment. Her nails would be scratching down his back, and her satisfied moans and gasps would make your ears ring. It’d be a sensation that you could never replicate, but at least the minotaur could give her what she’s yearning for. Your eyes close while you envision your wife in the cowgirl’s place while listening to the weighty pelting of his balls against her cheeks. The thought riles up a fit of inexplicable jealousy that you are too inadequate to give her what she truly needs, but also a deep gratification that, despite your inferiority, there are better-equipped men out there to do your job for you. They deserve both your wife and alluring daughters.

You give up trying to keep your cum inside of you as it comes bursting out of your tip to paint the ground. Meanwhile, the minotaur kicks his thrusts into overdrive to pulverize the poor cow woman’s sloppy cunt with his overly large tool. His sack swings pendulously before tensing up, causing the cream to ooze out of her now bloated tummy. Both bovines sigh contentedly while they wipe the sweat from their brows. The odor of bull musk and cum permeates the area while they lie together in euphoric post-nut bliss. Finally, you pull up your pants and continue onwards{if

Companion: Auria = 1}, urging Auria along with you. She almost wanders towards the spent bull instead of away from him, but you tug at her shoulder to spin her around and show her the correct direction to go in. She must have gotten confused{endif

}.