All the bulls want a turn on the new cow!

The dick's taste is strong; The bull probably hasn't showered in a day or two. It kinda makes it even tastier? I don't understand why, but the acrid taste on her dick turns me on. Also, the fact that she's fucking my mouth turns me on a lot. It feels good to be a bovine sextoy.

The girl behind me isn't nice, and her fingers dig deep into my flesh as she hammers me. She finishes quickly, much quicker than the redhead using my mouth, and she leaves the moment she's done emptying her load. And just as soon, another bull takes place behind me.

It doesn't take that long until my mouth is also flooded with potent bullseed, and the taste just shoots directly into my brain.

"Goo'girl," the redheaded farmhand says. She then pulls out, and wipes her wet cock against my cheek.

I look up at her with unabashed lust, and she seems almost surprised.

"Well aren't you just loving this! You've been a fuckcow for less than an hour and you're already staring at me with heart in your eyes! I just know you'll make a great hucow."

Another farmhand sporting an equally large grin pushes her aside. "Stop hogging the beef all to yourself, there are other bulls waiting!"

The redhead laughs, and then lets the new bull take the place in front of me. This farmhand is tan, muscled, and has short messy brown hair. Her arms are enormous, but she grabs my head tenderly. Her dick is thick and long, and has the largest veins I've ever seen on a cock. My mouth opens on its own for it, and she gently penetrates me. The head barely fits past my lips, and she doesn’t try to push any more of it inside.

What isn't gentle is the way she jerks it, like it's a coke can and she's trying to make it spew out the biggest fountain possible. The metaphor is quite apt for the situation, considering the fountain of jizz she ends up filling my mouth with.

Behind me, the bulls switch place one after the other, dumping loads after loads inside me until thick gooeys nutsludge starts running down my legs.

The same thing happens up front, as countless bulls use my mouth like their personal fucksleeve, and I am more than eager to let them.

I stop counting them, and they keep coming and fucking me. Only when the Sun starts setting outside do the bulls begin to relent. I'm not fully there by now, my brain overtaken by bullcock and sperm.

I hope they enjoyed using me. I hope I'm a good cow.