Yes - aided by Lily.

"Mooogh... myuuggh..." Body completely limp and relaxed, Micaela could only moo weakly as the milker chugged along with the single-mindedness of a machine, draining her leaking udders and filling its high-capacity canister. The cow morph couldn't even jump when Lily gently touched her herdmate's shoulder.

"Micaela? Are you alright, little heifer?"

Even turning her head to look into her bull's large, caring eyes was an ordeal. With a dopey smile, Micaela giggle-mooed before biting her lip as something a little lower caught her attention.

"Brrd... mmh..."

"What did you say, Micaela? Can I get you something? Do you want--"

"Br-breed mooeeh~... I want that... cock inside mmoooo~..." Lifting her arm felt like trying to shift tectonic plates, but Micaela needed to touch that massive pillar of bull meat, still slick and shiny with Ginger's juices - and still hard and throbbing. Lily smiled warmly, taking her heifer's wrist gently to move her hand to just behind her medial ring where Micaela let her fingers rest on the veiny, velvety skin almost reverently. "I wanna... I... mmmoooo~..."

"Are you sure? You seem to be feeling really good just with the milking alone..." Lily asked softly, moving a strand of hair behind Micaela's soft, fluffy ear. But Micaela was sure - the only thing that would make this better was something rock-hard filling her! Just a nice, languid fuck as the milkers emptied her out... She made that known by mustering all her strength to gently tug on Lily's shaft, which caused Lily's smile broaden. "I see, and I'm glad. Wouldn't want to think I was playing favorites. I love my whole herd equally."

Micaela had felt warm and fuzzy before, and this only heightened the feeling. Knowing that their connection wasn't just carnal, but ran much deeper... it almost made tears well up in the holstein latina's eyes. Anticipation grew within her despite the milker's soothing rhythm as Lily straddled the lounger, the blunt head of her shaft first sliding along the underside of Micaela's lower left tit before sliding between her lower breasts and pushing into the cleavage of her upper ones. Of course, the extra pressure made more milk gush into the suction cups, but the milker chugged on valiantly and carried the creamy bounty into its tanks. Micaela didn't really care; that had stopped way before her first milk-gasm. All she knew and needed to know was that she felt amazing and that she was about to feel even better.

"Okay, I think I got one more in me, Micaela." Gently massaging the sides of the holstein latina's lower breasts, Lily pushed them against her pulsing shaft and **** even more milk out of them. Her hips thrust back and forth lazily, heavy bull nuts dragging over the lounger between Micaela's legs. Even though she'd spent the day filling Ginger up again and again, they were still so full and heavy... "I'll make sure you enjoy it."

"Mooohehehe~..." Giddy with happiness and growing lust, Micaela just grinned up at her bull dopily, hands resting on the lounger once more. Why should she move if everything was so nice and perfect and Lily was taking care of everything? The milking cups sent pleasant vibrations through her quartet of tits even as they kept sucking on her teats, her bull's pulsing shaft felt so hard and hot between her giant orbs, and even the sun on her skin only served to relax and arouse her ever more. The only thing that was missing was... "Pleeeaaase..."

"Of course, little heifer." Biting her lip in anticipation - Lily had grown her massive shaft only yesterday, and despite the almost non-stop breeding the herd engaged in, the excitement of pounding a wet, fertile pussy until the bull morph unloaded deep into her mate was not dulled in the slightest. "I'm gonna fuck you nice and slow, don't want to disturb your relaxation."

Sidling down the lounger, Lily let her hands run down Micaela's sides, sending pleasant tingles over the holstein latina's skin. She'd have squirmed if the gentle drone of the milkers had left her any strength... But when the underside of Lily's fat rod began to slide along the top of her slit, the resulting jolt of arousal made Micaela twitch.

"Shhh, little heifer, let me take care of everything," Lily cooed, gently moving her hips back and forth to hump her shaft along Micaela's winking pussy, making her mate gasp lustfully. "You just relax and enjoy."

But Lily also knew that she couldn't tease Micaela too long, or the anticipation would overpower her relaxedness and the holstein cow morph would take an entirely too active role in the proceedings; not that Lily wouldn't have enjoyed that, but it would risk dislodging the milking cups and wasting valuable milk. And they would need every drop they could get. So the bull morph finally took another step back and thrust her muscular behind backwards until she could angle her throbbing bull member at Micaela's inviting snatch.

The holstein latina meanwhile was debating whether to raise her head to check what exactly her bull was doing, but that would have required the purposeful contraction of muscles, moving and stuff like that, and this just wouldn't be--

"MMMOOOOOH~!"

Involuntary muscle contractions were no issue at all. Such as were required for a bellowing moo when one was split open by a massive bull cock that slowly, yet relentlessly began to slide into Micaela's depths. If the cow morph had been relaxed before, now her limbs seemed to liquefy, head lolling sideways as she drooled onto the lounger happily, eyes rolling up as they went unfocused. Her chest rose and fell mightily with every helpless moo, with every inch that slid effortlessly into her slick tunnel, and she could feel lustful twitches in her pussy, her legs, toes, fingers, even her nipples as they pulsed and squirted fresh cream into the milker's tireless cups.

Finally, Lily bottomed out, her hips pressing against Micaela's, her heavy bull nuts resting against the cow morph's ass, and the holstein latina could do nothing but lie there and quiver in unrestrained lust, mooing wordlessly. There were no words in her brain, either, just overwhelming lust, relief, pleasure, a whirl of sensations and instincts and rightness. Micaela felt that she was right where she was supposed to be right now - her udders were being milked, her pussy was being bred by a bull, and--

And Lily began to move, wiping away everything beyond pleasure with her gentle, measured strokes. It was a nice, easy rhythm, not too slow, not too fast, barely enough to make Micaela's tits bounce or even jiggle, but every stroke filled her to the brim before retreating just long enough to feel the emptiness, yearning for the feeling of fullness again before Lily made exactly that happen. Every time the holstein latina got stuffed full of cock, she felt as if her body was about to burst as lust nearly overwhelmed her, and thick streams of milk shot from her teats as if her bull's cock squeezed it out of the enormous milkers.

Not that Micaela was in any way capable to care. Every nerve in her body was on fire, her mind alight with what felt like a neverending orgasm. Hell, maybe it was! Or near enough, and all the cow morph wanted to and could do was enjoy it. And oh, how enjoyable it was! The sensations intensified with every almost gentle thrust, constantly, towards the inexorable climax, and the holstein morph could barely catch her breath, gasping and mooing as her toes curled and her fingers twitched, even this lazy fuck proving to overwhelm her in combination with the milker's ministrations.

But Lily herself was not immune to the sweltering heat of Micaela's pussy, or the way it twitched around her pounding fuck rod, and though her rhythm barely faltered, it perceptibly changed, became faster and harder, the holstein's tits beginning to bounce more and more. Four tits jostling and rubbing against each other became only more stimulating the harder Lily fucked her mate and the emptier und thus softer the heaving udders became. Of course, with the more intense movements and the incredible amount of milk still flowing from Micaela's teats, even the trusty milker struggled to produce enough suction to stay on the holstein's massive breasts.

The first dribbles of milk began to escape the weakening seals, running down the wobbling swells of Micaela's tits and making them slippery - which only enhanced the sensations. Instinct had now taken over, relaxation interrupted despite Lily's best intentions, and the holstein cow morph gripped the edges of the lounger, trying to meet her bull's thrusting as well as she could, her climax so close, so very close, who cared that the first cup had become dislodged and fallen clattering to the ground, milk now spraying all over them from a wildly bouncing tit, loud slaps of skin on skin filling the air, another milking cup pulled free and digging into Micaela's shoulder where in lay on the lounger, everything wet and soft and slippery from milk---

"MmmoOOOOOAAANH~!"

It was half moo, half moan, all overpowering lust. Micaela arched her back in the most intense, mind-rending climax, the remaining two cups flying from her tits, and a quartet of creamy streams splattered all over the herd - Micaela, Lily, Crystal and Ginger alike. The bull morph, not having stumbled once in this marathon of fucking the holstein latina, finally fell - forwards into Micaela's quadruple cleavage, burying her face between the soft orbs.

And finally, with a deep groan of relief, Lily unloaded deep into her mate, hips bucking and jerking as her massive bull nuts contracted and twitched, filling Micaela with at least a part of the fluids she had lost during the milking.

The sticky heat filling her deepest parts made Micaela shudder and pant lustfully in the wake of her climax, and it wasn't just her bulls weight that kept her lying on the lounger, slightly dizzy and immensely satisfied.