Why not both?

Jamie was licking her cock at first before gently suckling on the tip, swallowing all the pre that was leaking out. She just stood there on all fours and only moved her hips a little bit before cumming hard enough to cover his chest in her thick seed.

He had his eyes closed and didn't notice his own orgasm while he was busy licking her clean before suckling more on it, but this time taking the first few inches into his eager mouth. When she came again, he managed to gulp it down all without spilling a single drop.

Her cum was slightly salty, yet strangely tasty in a way that made him want more. He was moaning and mooing from the pleasure of drinking as much of her delicious 'milk' as he could while two more cows approached them, attracted by the noises and sight of a cute little cow sucking a huge cock.

One of them was an athletic looking bull with a veiny and girthy erect member, big balls and feminine looks while the other had cum leaking from her slightly gaping snatch. The hung femboy cow mounted Jamie from behind and tried to fuck him, but couldn't enter his tight ass so he humped the smaller fellow bovine instead.

The two other cows fucking right above Jamie's face, giving him a front row show of what a female getting fucked looked like. Meanwhile, his much smaller phimotic dick was flopping around in the air thanks to the by a head taller bull hotdogging him.

A loud "Mooo" filled with a mix of pleasure and pain could be heard from afar when his tight ass got penetrated by the bulls thick and veiny cock. This was Jamie's first time having sex and for some reason he couldn't stop moaning while his cum kept spurting onto the ground.

More cows, both futanari and femboys, walked towards them, all trying to get Jamie to suckle on their cocks or fuck his ass, taking turns until three resort employees dressed like farm girls arrived and herded every cow away. Every single one, except Jamie who was laying in a huge puddle of cum and milk while his belly was swollen thanks to how much he drank.

When he woke up the next day, a set of milking devices massaged his chest, gently applying a suction **** on his nipples as if trying to milk him like the cow he was dressed as. There was one on his dick too, but for some reason he could only release pre before something thick and phallic entered his weirdly non-sore backdoor.

He even found himself trying to meet the thrusts of whatever had penetrated him, but at this point he only cared about feeling good. And the milking machines made him constantly moan out one moo after the other. Time flew by and a farmer girl entered his little barn-like room in order to collect the bottles and replace them with new ones despite the fact there wasn't anything coming out from his chest.