Maggie's horns were a good height for his hands if he'd wanted to fuck her face. But today, she obviously wanted to be bred if her glistening folds were any indication.
His pants dropped onto the straw, and he made his way over to her. To be fair, his rounds had made him hornier today than he wanted to admit. The hucows being inseminated, both naturally and artificially, were curvy, sexy things, but he kept himself for Maggie. It was likely he'd have to settle down and have a proper family someday in the near future. Maggie was enough for him right now, though.
He slowly stroked his hands up and down her spine as she whimpered for him. That had been another odd part of the mutation. Where they only made cow noises normally, they sounded like wanton sluts when they were being "used".
Rubbing himself at her warm entrance, he slowly sunk his cock into her waiting pussy. She shuddered delightfully much as she did every time they fucked. Make no mistake, he was setting the pace, but she was trying to thrust back against him, just hard enough to let him know that he was teasing her and she wanted it harder.
Some heifers liked a nice slow fuck, but not his Maggie. She was a free spirited creature who liked it hard and deep, with each thrust slamming against her pretty, round backside and jamming her body forward. With one hand, he held her tail aside and grabbed one of her horns with the other as her head fell back with a pleased groan. "That's my girl..." Taylor growled proudly as he felt her body welcome him in.
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