Another sample of the goods

You can't seem to fathom why the **** of your tender mouth caused you to have an orgasm? Your tender throat still screams at you, looking for something to soothe the coarse sandpaper feeling every time you swallow, or breathe a lungful of air. Yet your body still tingles at the thought of being used so sexually, wanted by your mate, servicing his most basest needs, garnering his undivided attention, and most importantly, satisfying his raw, primal, sexual needs. His royal release of protein enriched semen, his reward for efforts well done, proof of your accomplishments.

You feel as if you've been adorned with a gold medal, winning the cock-sucking challenge of the World Olympics. The thought causes another shiver of post orgasmic glow to ripple through your veins, settling in your loins. Your sexual hunger is returning in multiplying proportions.

So wrapped up in your own self-assessment you are, that you don't even notice that your recent lover's loving lance had regained its regal rigidity. The swaying saber cut through the air as he moved out of your sight. The next thing you feel is his mighty grip on your hips. His meaty mitts dig into your flesh and roughly yank you backwards, his thick tumescence tunneling into your very core.

In one fluid, might thrust, he is balls deep in your cunt, causing you to ****, as it feels as if it's in your throat. Pain ravishes throughout as he hammers into your unprotected cervix. Your insides coat him like a wet glove, granting him complete access without reservation.

'CLING, CLING, CLING, CLANG, CLANG, CLUNG, CLING, CLING, CLING' The noise from the cowbell is a harmonious musical backdrop matching the intensity of the fucking you are receiving. "Moooo, Moo, Moooooo, Moooo, Moo, Moooooo" is the choral backdrop only you can provide. "I'm gonna fuck this pussy raw ... ungh ... yeah ... c'mon JERSEY GIRL ... ungh ... fuck yeah ... Before the bulls give you their all!" Your studly mate provides the lyrics rounding out the song playing in your brain

Surely he's more endowed than the metallic dildo that had been fucking you earlier, and the feel of raw flesh, along with the heat of the intense friction is driving you insane. You encourage each of his thrusts, humping back, forcing his magnificence as deep as possible. It doesn't take long until you explode in a series of gut wrenching orgasms, sending you into a world of blackness, as he continues to fuck away. You fade in and out of consciousness, only to find him still slamming his strong abs against your ass, making sure he bottoms out with each and every thrust. You are not sure how much more you can endure, now only praying for his familiar release.

Suddenly, there is a sudden void in your gaping pussy, your glorious live fucking machine had stopped, leaving you hanging, wanting, and confused. You can feel the familiar womanly cum seeping from your gaping hole, as the air invades the cavernous opening.

You are just about to protest, when the familiar fuck stick slams through your open mouth, bottoming out in your throat once more. Immediately it begins pulsing and within a split second, you are rewarded with your second dose of protein-enriched semen, greedily swallowing every last drop, oblivious to the taste of your pussy coating the shaft.

"Glug, glug, glug, glug, glug." You swallow every pulsing jet, making sure not to miss one precious drop.

The musical background continues with the cowbell as your body quakes and quivers. The lyrics playing over and over in your head.

'... Before the bulls give you their all' ...

'WAIT! ... WHAT? ... BULLS? ... WHAT BULLS?'