She makes it to the cabin.

After a few hours of constant teasing, licking, and sucking on her bloated cocktip you hear the crunch of gravel underfoot.

You have been busily tormenting this giantess, lapping up her heady pre while engulfed in her sweaty aroma. Your own erection painfully hard as you are carted along.

You soon find yourself unstrapped and gently deposited onto a couch. Tasha quickly rises and starts to tuck her straining member away.

"I'll go get the medic." She breathlessly remarks before you cut in.

"Hey why doesn't Priscilla go instead?" You wink at Priscilla pointedly. She arches an eyebrow then nods.

"Yeah, that makes sense. Tasha keep him happy and safe!" And with little time for Tasha to protest Priscilla swoops out the door.

You peel off you shirt and jacket and lay back down on the couch, legs spread.

"Tasha, do you want me?" You stare at her while she nods entranced.

"Since the first day we met, sir." Her eyes trail down your bare chest and abs, arriving at your thinly clothed, presented ass.

"Then take me, fuck me, and fill me so full I won't be able to walk." The last few hours have certainly focused your own desires down to a fine point. You want to properly test out Futa cock.

She kneels down between your legs, she places two fingers between your cheeks and immediately rips your leggings apart, exposing your hardon and backdoor. Her tongue soon finds your entrance and you gently push yourself down onto her probing tongue.

She soon moves up, looming over you, bra covered breasts now hanging in your face as her thick pole rests needily at your awaiting entrance.