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  2. Braun The feline giggled like a school-girl at the male's comment, skipping her way on over to that hulking frame. Standing just about three feet below the Minotaur, that wouldn't stop the feline from pressing her buxom, scantily clad form along the musculature that adorned that godly torso. "Mmmph... yes Daddy, I'll take it anyway you give it to me." Head cocked back, gazing up in a mix of awe and pure desire. The lusty feline's magenta hue's glimmering. Fuck, yeah she wanted that dick. Bad at that!
  3. Braun Smoothing one massive hand down, he brushed his fingertips through the feline's hair. Cupping the back of her head, his gaze admired the curves of her hips and those thick thighs. Only a thin loin cloth covered the source of his strong smelling musk, his breeding tool swaying between his thighs. "Good girl. Get down on your knees for Daddy, baby girl. It's time you got me a proper spit polish."
  4. Braun Even through that fabric the feline could feel that overbearing musk assaulting her sense of smell. That virile scent having taken quite the effect on the feline, as if she wasn't eager enough to please that stud. "Yes Daddy.~" A straight forward response as the nymph squatted on down to bring herself to level with that swaying loin cloth. The scent that much more apparent, a hint of drool beginning to seep down her chin, leaning forward to nuzzle herself against the clothed bulge. Lips pursing together to plant soft kisses along the visible protrusion, staining the loin cloth with that bright magenta lipstick which adorned her plump pair. Leaving her mark, she was quite the greedy bitch after all.~
  5. Braun Watching her sink down into a squat in front of him. Watching her kiss over that bulge and leave her mark, the bovine silently pulled firmly at her hair, man-handling the lockes close to her scalp to make her look up at him. "Don't waste it, honey. Those other little whores aren't going to be scared of messy clothes." Using his free hand, Braun pulled aside his loin cloth, revealing his low-swaying cock, it's thick and veiny shaft slowly beginning to throb to life. His heavy cum-waited balls swaying between his thighs, smelling strongly of bull baby batter and sweat. "These are what you've got to mark your territory on." His grip in her hair slackened, letting Shayla take the lead. For now.
  6. Braun Bit down onto her lower lip, that sudden harsh tug to her silken locks leaving the feline shuddering within the male's grip. Fuck! She just loved a guy who knew how to treat her... like an object. Not just any object. Their object. The pièce de résistance, that log of sweat, pussy juice and cum covered rod would leave the feline drooling with anticipation. The musk smacking her senses like a freight truck, lips instinctively parting, not even waiting for the male to finish speaking before her lips had already begun to assault that shaft. Nuzzling her cheek against the shaft to smear the studs aroma onto herself, happy to be marked the Minotaur's bitch and even happier to glide her lips up and down the vein riddled slab of flesh. Without rhyme or rhythm, letting that primal need to be bred by such a fine specimen take over, worshipping that behemoth as she was born to.
  7. Braun Slowly that bitch breaker was getting harder, it's veiny dark meat glistening with pussy juice and previous loads having over-flown whatever bitch he had finished knocking up. Feeling her lips upon his shaft, Braun closed his eyes and let out a long and appreciated sigh The beefy muscles of his torso tensed and bulged, the six meaty orbs over his belly hard and defined, the slabs of pectoral muscles taut and bunching. When the feline began to rub her cheek against that sloppy cock, Braun gripped his base and swing that fat bat. Firmly, his dick beat against her cheek, splattering that cocktail of sex juices over her face, marking her with his musk in the process. "Good girl. Now, open wide. Stick out your tongue and say 'Ah' for Daddy~"
  8. Braun Even the feline would be caught completely off guard when that pole of Minotaur meat came swinging through the air to beat down across her features. Shivering, the little slut was getting off on it! Even as her fur was made a slimed mess she enjoyed every last swing of that dick, a red mark visible through even her furred cheek. Whimpering, feeling so bereft of power, at the hunking male's mercy entirely. "Yes Daddy!" She said with an eagerness in her voice, lips parting out as wide as she could possibly get them, tongue hanging out from over her lower lip as the feline let out an audible. "Ahhhh~" Hands moving to fold themselves behind her back, complete submission she was his bitch.
  9. Braun Taking a nice, wide stance, Braun's hooves thumped on the floor noisily. Grasping at fistfuls of her silky hair, he used it like lewd handlebars. Pulling her face in, Braun curled his hips to thrust the flared head of his cock into that wide open mouth. Inch after thick inch bulged out her cheeks, until he felt himself pushing against the back of her throat. Looking down, he shook his horned head in disappointment. "Already at your throat, and you're not even at the halfway point~" Halfway down his bestial shaft, a faint fire-truck red lipstick ring curled over his behemoth sized girth; The high-score so far. "Come on now. A horny little cum-slut like you? You can do better."
  10. Braun Without much of a choice, the feline would take that turgid, veined pillar of Minotaur flesh within her eagerly waiting maw. Tongue acting as a welcome mat for each inch that pressed it's way into her maw, lapping away at the underbelly while those jaw-locked lips did what little they could to keep a tight hold around that mammoth sized cock. An audible gag leaving her lips accompanied by a fit of drool, spitting up saliva onto the shaft as she found herself being looked down upon by the dominant creature. But, there was no way in hell she was about to lose to some random bitch. Inhaling deep through her nostrils, the feline would push forward; painfully lodging that log of meat into her throat. Tears beginning to stream down her cheeks, stains from her mascara left over her otherwise white fur. Nothing but sheer will power, and her own force of will allowing her to push onward. Neck bulging out obscenely from the size of the insertion, everything down to the way those rippling ---
  11. Braun veins visible through her neck.
  12. Braun With an expression of absolute astonishment, Braun watched Shayla force inch after inch down her throat, packing it full and bulging out her neck obscenely. Watching all that mascara spill down her cheeks along with her tears, Braun coo'd to her adoringly. "That's my good girl!" Watching her inch towards that previous high score, Braun released one hand from her hair to cup the feline's cheek adoringly. "There's a good little bitch! You're almost there~" Finally, her bright magenta painted pillows just barely passing over the fire-red marking. Releasing his grip on her completely, Braun admired the sight of Shayla claiming her new position as top bitch. "Wrap those lips hard now, baby girl. Don't want it wearing off any time soon." Blast after blast of Braun's thick gooey pre-cum was painting the walls of her throat, seeming to dump directly into her tummy while she throated his bitch breaker.
  13. Braun Even after overlapping the previous marker, Shayla was far from satisfied. By no means was she expecting to fit that entire monster down her throat, but that wouldn't stop the nymph from trying. Actually going as far as to disobey her Daddy's orders, lips clamping over and over to drag herself further along. Not even going by inches at this point, but Shayla was the type of bitch to go above and beyond. Hands once folded behind her back had moved to instead firmly wrap around her own neck, squeezing down against the throat that bulged far beyond it's comfort zone. Idly beginning to pump up and down against her neck, using her throat like nothing more than a cocksleeve made for the Minotaur's pleasure. The act actually helping her to push further, giving just that extra bit of force required until she was a good five or so inches passed the previous sluts mouth. Finally coming to a halt. Spitting up thick globs of drool and saliva, most of which coaxed the shaft but the excess ---
  14. Braun would go dripping down her chin onto those perky tits.
  15. Braun Watching her take him even deeper, Braun seemed to groan and chuckle beneath his breath. "Well dam!" Then, she began to stroke him through her neck. The change was subtle, going from relaxed and casual to needful. A primal lust took over as those heavy balls swinging by his thighs felt a pang of need. Jerking him off through her neck and making him fit three quarters of the way down her throat, Braun's eyes squeezed shut. "F-fuck yes you nasty little bitch!" Feeling that pressure build at his base, Braun held back his climax so she had enough time to mark her territory. Pulling himself from her swiftly, his length pulled free from her lips with a loud lewd POP~! Long lines of her spit still connected her mouth to his twitching girth, though not for long. The flared head of his cock widened half-an inch, and before Shayla could possibly react, the first thick sticky rope of his baby batter splattered powerfully across her face. Rope after rope showered the feline (c)
  16. Braun Blasting her an glazing the little whore nice and thoroughly. Those spit soaked tits became thick and cloudy white, her nipples all but disappearing in their new heavy bath.
  17. Braun (And that's where we're at now~!)
  18. Crimsie (Thank you so much, Shayla. This is exactly what I needed to take me out of this utterly abysmal mood. It's greatly appreciated, to the both of you.)
  19. Shayla Gasped for breath, after what seemed like an eternity for the feline she would frantically inhale the musk infused air. Frantic only because she knew what was to come. Grip easing around her throat, palms removing themselves all together; instead reaching out just to the front of her chin. The 'break' if one could even call it that would last little more than a second, just enough time to settle herself and prepare for that impending shower of bull-batter that was to come. Lips parted, tongue hanging off the lower of the two. Eye's widening with shock, catching the first glimpse of virile batter as it began to gush out like a geyser across her features, just that first eruption enough to leave her cheeks glazed in the putrid white gunk, but by the look of things the Minotaur was far from finished. Eye lids drooping downward, trying as she might to keep the molten batter from dripping down into her pupils. The mouth which hung open left pooling with the vile seed. ---[delete]
  20. Shayla Shit, she'd be lucky if there was a single inch of her that wasn't submerged in the thick nut, but even so she would take every last droplet of that bulls seed with the utmost affection.[delete]
  21. Shayla // Always happy to help. Especially when help translates to fucking.~[delete]
  22. Braun Squeezing out every last drop from his spit soaked shaft, Braun let out a slow and happy groan. The last of his load squeezing out over her already plastered face. Letting out a low groan of relief, the Minotaur looked down at the feline and smirked. "An absolute work of art~ Now press that sloppy face to the floor, little bitch. And stick that big ass in the air. It's time we got to the best part." Slowly stomping his thick hooves around her, circling the slut like a beast in heat before sinking onto his knees behind her. Grabbing her hips with those massive palms, he hoisted Shayla's ass up in the air, displaying it for the world before one of his hands slapped across it harshly.
  23. Shayla Savored the taste of that salty, musk infused batter within her maw, sloshing the baby batter within her mouth; the audible sound of her swishing that cum about filling the room before a hard gulp. Panting, her chest heaving the kitten would obediently nod her head up to the towering Minotaur. "Yes Daddy~" Enthusiastically smearing the cum which had soaked the fur of her fingers across onto her cheeks, over her lips and further making a mess of her crimson locks. Ever so obedient, the feline would wiggle her hips back some before taking her place. Ass up, face down in the pile of the still simmering baby batter that coated the floor, tongue lulling out from between the plump pair of dickpillows to begin slurping it off the ground bit by bit. That is, until she felt those overwhelming palms grip hold her curvaceous backside. Teasingly wiggling the pudgy bottom back toward the male, that is until she felt the heavy palm clap down onto her rear like the hammer of Thor. "OH MY FUCK!" [delete]
  24. Braun Braun smoothed his palms over those pudgy cheeks, massaging and kneading them like a butcher would a good piece of meat. Finally, he spread them apart to reveal that tight puckered hole in between those booty pillows. With a loud and lewd spit, a thick wad of his saliva splattered against that tail hole. As the soft pad of his thumb rubbed in that spit and pressed on that hole like a button, Braun looked over at the kitsune nearby. "Crimsie! Be a dear and grab the camera, would you? The womb beating this little bitch is about to receive is going to be Biblical, I want everyone to see it for themselves." Keeping that ass spread, Braun began to squeeze the flared head of his cock against her pussy lips, forcing them apart and making them gape around his spit soaked bitch breaker.
  25. Crimsie "Hmm? Oh, sure thing Braun." With a very casual, relaxed tone Crimsie responded. Having zoned out a little from watching them enjoy themselves, Crimsie shook her head to a more awake state as she smiled. "You're doing lovely, Shayla, Braun is suuuper turned on." The fox, after the redundant statement, shifted her legs over the couch so she could stand up. Wearing a simple pair of skin-tight black spatz that showed off her goods and a matching black tank-top with the midriff showing and her breasts lifting it to hover a bit above her skin, she'd walk over to one of the portable cameras on the table. The fox grasped it and walked over, fearlessly crawling between Braun's legs as she smeared her belly with the sexual juices left over from his spurting earlier. "Ok, I think...wait..." Crimsie flipped the camera open and looked through the viewer, nodding her head. "Ok, now I got it. Perfect view." The ball's balls were pushed aside as she took a nice frontal shot of his flared (C)
  26. Crimsie monstrosity just as it was wedging into that poory pussy's pussy. "Get to it, big boy." She said playfully, seemingly unaffected by wading into the "muck" as it were.
  27. Shayla Knee's shaking, half from that smack to her bottom that still had her bubbly mound aching, the second and vastly more responsible half being the way the Minotaur prodded her drooling slit with the tip of that flared cockhead. The fur around her thighs absolutely drenched, from what... it was hard to say. After that sloppy sucking, and cum basting it may have just been a mixture of both coupled with a heapful of her own dripping nectar. Head tilting back to acknowledge the kitsune, any sort of audible response overtaken by a delighted moan. The impossibly thick girth splitting those plump, soaping lips ever so greedily around its girth. Just barely inside of her, enough to make the hole gape and offer the fox who had taken position between the feline and the bull a pristine view of the wet folds. The camera bringing out Shayla's inner performer. "Nhh...! Please Daddy! I want it, I need it! Breed my slutty little pussy with you're fat bull-dick!" ---[delete]
  28. Shayla Whimpering, hips fighting the powerful male's grip to let those folds glide over the engorged head, taunting the testosterone filled hunk, wanting to see him explode in a lust filled frenzy.[delete]
  29. Braun Gripped Shayla's hips good and tight, keeping her nice and steady while he fed and stuffed inch after inch deep inside those wet folds. A bulge began to form in her waist and stomach, ballooning out to the shape of his cock, the camera capturing every moment. His hand slapped across Shayla's ass once more, reminding her just who was in charge. "I breed your little whore pussy when you earn it Shayla. Keep running that slut mouth and push your ass back against me. We're going to show our cute camera girl why you love Minos." Gripping her furry waist nice and tight, Braun pushed his hips forward. The wet velvety sound of Braun stretching out her insides were echoing in the room, along with a mixture of his pre-cum and Shayla's sweet nectar drooling out of those gaped folds. That fire-red lipstick ring disappeared inside Shayla, the magenta ring going in next. That big breeding tool looked like it was nearly going to split the feline in two until those fat bubbly cheeks of her ass ---
  30. Braun squished nice and softly against Braun's abs. She had done it, Shayla had taken all of that toe-curling beast cock in one smooth stroke. Massaging his palms over her lower back, the bovine let out a deep rumbling Mooooooo~!
  31. Crimsie Moved further as his cock did, trailing along with the bulge to make sure every inch of it was captured on her camera; doing the best she could with her angles, and so far it was coming out quite nicely considering. "Mmmf, perfect..." Crimsie twirled around onto her back and slid across the floor...using the cum as a method to do such as she layed right under Shayla's stomach, the camera catching as the bulge deformed her furry stomach. "Perfect." She murmured, getting a good shot of his cock sliding in and then back at the bulge before sliding out and with agile grace and flexbility...clambering in-between them and over one of her legs to escape the confines of their connection, now aiming at them with a side view as she back up a few feet to get a good shot of both of them...the bulge under her body...all her delicious noises...and catching his face as he let out that powerful Mooo. "Good boy, Braun. Love the passion..." She fell to her knees and slid over to Shayla's face....(C)
  32. Crimsie aiming to capture the anguish and bliss intermixed upon her visage. "How much do you love being turned into a fuckpocket, sweetheart?" Crimsie asked as she took good shot of the girl...still cum-coated with Braun's virile seed.
  33. Shayla Bit down onto her lower lip, trying to contain her voice as each inch of brutal bull meat STRETCHED her cunt oh so wide around the beastly girth. The silence lasting little longer than a few seconds, unable to contain her cries of blissful pain. "Daddy's cock! FUCK! Oh Fuck!" Unable to form any sort of coherent sentence, the feline going rambling on and on about that cock which was stretching her beyond her breaking point. That primal need coming to play, walls instinctively tightening around the dominant's bitch-breaker of a cock. Clamping down ever so tight, by the time the Minotaur had actually managed to push himself into the hilt. Not only had the Minotaur cock pushed through her cervix, but had infiltrated her womb to boot. So short on room in fact the feline could feel the flared tip pressing up along the very back wall of the breeding chamber, her last line of defense before she truly would become nothing more than a mere cocksleeve for the bull. ---[delete]
  34. Shayla The bulge that ran inside of her pushing so deep, the tip would be pushing apart those natural, perky breasts that were much like her face squished against the ground. As it was, Shayla was so far gone she could barely even comprehend the words to come from the kitsune's lips. "Daddy's cock... I love Daddy's cock.~" [delete]
  35. Crimsie "I think what you named your dick is pretty appropriate, considering." Crimsie kissed Shayla on the forehead even though she probably wouldn't even feel it, sliding her way back to the primary action as Crimsie stayed upon her knees, watching the vicious pounding Braun was giving his current bitch.
  36. Crimsie (I figured I could slip in a small one. ^-^)
  37. Braun The impossible tightness of her was sending the bull insane. His chest rose and fell with each heavy breath, a sort of grunt escaping on each exhale. The scent of his musk was only getting stronger, the dominant bull going into rut. Reaching down, Braun grabbed a fistful of Shayla's cum soaked hair and pulled her glazed face up off the floor, making her face Crimsie and her camera. Slowly, he pulled himself out of her stretched out womb, easing out past her cervix and resting deeply in her cunt. "Tell her, little bitch. Tell her who owns you." SLAP! His waist clapped noisily against those ass cheeks, a torrent of her pussy nectar spurting out while Braun stuffed himself right back inside of her, fulfilling that ache his dick left behind. Again he began to ease back, near growling to the bent over female he had just turned into a babbling mess. "Who's cock do you worship?" SLAP! Those cheeks were sent wobbling around him, making Braun grunt and eye those healthy ---
  38. Braun Booty pillows. Pressing her face right back down into the puddle of bull jizz, Braun began ploughing the fuck out of Shayla, treating her like his personal little cock sleeve. The sounds of her ass clapping on his waist echoed out, along with his heavy balls swinging to slap against her sopping cunny lips. "Mnf! Hnggf! Mnf-fuck yes! Who owns this fat ass!?" Without warning, his free hand slapped powerfully across Shayla's backside once more, no doubt bruising her cheeks beneath her fur.
  39. Crimsie "God, this shit is good." Crimsie murmured, slipping a little as she tried to stand up, she slid over like she was on skates over to the connection, accidentally running into Braun. Stifling a giggle, Crimsie grabbed his arm for stability and used the camera to peer right down at their connection from an above view...for a nice wobbling ass shot. "Gods...Braun." She shook her head as she watched that fat fucking cock jackhammer viciously...relentlessly into Shayla's bruised snatch. Crimsie figured she could catch the audio of Shayla's mind-fucked jabbering while she got the proper shots, the fox feeling genuinely turned on now as the utterly entrancing sight got the better of her. Ever the professional though, Crimsie fell back down to her knees and slipped under them again to get a nice view of that vicious bulge once more...Crimsie aiming her camera at Shayla's ample jiggling bosom as it flailed with the passionate, violent fuck she was getting by the bull.
  40. Shayla Lifted from the ground like a mere plaything, fitting as it was exactly what she had become for the hulking Minotaur. The feline's entire curvaceous form shaking, far too weak to keep herself from doing much of anything let alone taking position, a ragdoll within the male's powerful grip. Magenta hue's glazed over with lust. "Brau-... OH FUCK!" Interrupted mid-sentence by that booty clapping thrust, sent far over the edge with the buck of the male's hips. The feline's inner walls beginning to convulse, contract. Squeezing the ever living life out of that brutal breeding tool as her own juices began to gush outward, nectar slipping down the sides of the shaft to the floor beneath. Where her moaning began and where it stopped an utter mystery, trying as she might to speak through the waves of pleasure that rippled through ought her buxom frame. "Daddy! Daddy owns that fat kitten ass!" Mashed face first against the floor once more, left in the pile of that virile seed to inhale ---[delete]
  41. Shayla the corrupting, mind-altering aroma that had already sent this feline way off the deep end. Shrieking out in pure blissful agony, the painslut basking in the sensation of the towering male's hefty palm crashing down against her bubbly backside, both of the furred orbs not only left a wet mess but red as the devil's ballsacks to boot. The way that Braun so primal, rammed her like nothing more than a piece of fuckmeat. Each slam forward would send the sound of those booty-cheeks clapping against one another, after all as muscular as the male was there wasn't much room for jiggle unless you were counting those swollen baby-batter factories that beat against her thighs.[delete]
  42. Crimsie (Braun got Shayla like [external link] )
  43. Shayla // LMAO Oh fuck, it hurts to laugh but so worth it~
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  46. Crimsie (Thank you so much, Shayla. This is exactly what I needed to take me out of this utterly abysmal mood. It's greatly appreciated, to the both of you.)
  47. Shayla Gasped for breath, after what seemed like an eternity for the feline she would frantically inhale the musk infused air. Frantic only because she knew what was to come. Grip easing around her throat, palms removing themselves all together; instead reaching out just to the front of her chin. The 'break' if one could even call it that would last little more than a second, just enough time to settle herself and prepare for that impending shower of bull-batter that was to come. Lips parted, tongue hanging off the lower of the two. Eye's widening with shock, catching the first glimpse of virile batter as it began to gush out like a geyser across her features, just that first eruption enough to leave her cheeks glazed in the putrid white gunk, but by the look of things the Minotaur was far from finished. Eye lids drooping downward, trying as she might to keep the molten batter from dripping down into her pupils. The mouth which hung open left pooling with the vile seed. ---[delete]
  48. Shayla Shit, she'd be lucky if there was a single inch of her that wasn't submerged in the thick nut, but even so she would take every last droplet of that bulls seed with the utmost affection.[delete]
  49. Shayla // Always happy to help. Especially when help translates to fucking.~[delete]
  50. Braun Squeezing out every last drop from his spit soaked shaft, Braun let out a slow and happy groan. The last of his load squeezing out over her already plastered face. Letting out a low groan of relief, the Minotaur looked down at the feline and smirked. "An absolute work of art~ Now press that sloppy face to the floor, little bitch. And stick that big ass in the air. It's time we got to the best part." Slowly stomping his thick hooves around her, circling the slut like a beast in heat before sinking onto his knees behind her. Grabbing her hips with those massive palms, he hoisted Shayla's ass up in the air, displaying it for the world before one of his hands slapped across it harshly.
  51. Shayla Savored the taste of that salty, musk infused batter within her maw, sloshing the baby batter within her mouth; the audible sound of her swishing that cum about filling the room before a hard gulp. Panting, her chest heaving the kitten would obediently nod her head up to the towering Minotaur. "Yes Daddy~" Enthusiastically smearing the cum which had soaked the fur of her fingers across onto her cheeks, over her lips and further making a mess of her crimson locks. Ever so obedient, the feline would wiggle her hips back some before taking her place. Ass up, face down in the pile of the still simmering baby batter that coated the floor, tongue lulling out from between the plump pair of dickpillows to begin slurping it off the ground bit by bit. That is, until she felt those overwhelming palms grip hold her curvaceous backside. Teasingly wiggling the pudgy bottom back toward the male, that is until she felt the heavy palm clap down onto her rear like the hammer of Thor. "OH MY FUCK!" [delete]
  52. Braun Braun smoothed his palms over those pudgy cheeks, massaging and kneading them like a butcher would a good piece of meat. Finally, he spread them apart to reveal that tight puckered hole in between those booty pillows. With a loud and lewd spit, a thick wad of his saliva splattered against that tail hole. As the soft pad of his thumb rubbed in that spit and pressed on that hole like a button, Braun looked over at the kitsune nearby. "Crimsie! Be a dear and grab the camera, would you? The womb beating this little bitch is about to receive is going to be Biblical, I want everyone to see it for themselves." Keeping that ass spread, Braun began to squeeze the flared head of his cock against her pussy lips, forcing them apart and making them gape around his spit soaked bitch breaker.
  53. Crimsie "Hmm? Oh, sure thing Braun." With a very casual, relaxed tone Crimsie responded. Having zoned out a little from watching them enjoy themselves, Crimsie shook her head to a more awake state as she smiled. "You're doing lovely, Shayla, Braun is suuuper turned on." The fox, after the redundant statement, shifted her legs over the couch so she could stand up. Wearing a simple pair of skin-tight black spatz that showed off her goods and a matching black tank-top with the midriff showing and her breasts lifting it to hover a bit above her skin, she'd walk over to one of the portable cameras on the table. The fox grasped it and walked over, fearlessly crawling between Braun's legs as she smeared her belly with the sexual juices left over from his spurting earlier. "Ok, I think...wait..." Crimsie flipped the camera open and looked through the viewer, nodding her head. "Ok, now I got it. Perfect view." The ball's balls were pushed aside as she took a nice frontal shot of his flared (C)
  54. Crimsie monstrosity just as it was wedging into that poory pussy's pussy. "Get to it, big boy." She said playfully, seemingly unaffected by wading into the "muck" as it were.
  55. Shayla Knee's shaking, half from that smack to her bottom that still had her bubbly mound aching, the second and vastly more responsible half being the way the Minotaur prodded her drooling slit with the tip of that flared cockhead. The fur around her thighs absolutely drenched, from what... it was hard to say. After that sloppy sucking, and cum basting it may have just been a mixture of both coupled with a heapful of her own dripping nectar. Head tilting back to acknowledge the kitsune, any sort of audible response overtaken by a delighted moan. The impossibly thick girth splitting those plump, soaping lips ever so greedily around its girth. Just barely inside of her, enough to make the hole gape and offer the fox who had taken position between the feline and the bull a pristine view of the wet folds. The camera bringing out Shayla's inner performer. "Nhh...! Please Daddy! I want it, I need it! Breed my slutty little pussy with you're fat bull-dick!" ---[delete]
  56. Shayla Whimpering, hips fighting the powerful male's grip to let those folds glide over the engorged head, taunting the testosterone filled hunk, wanting to see him explode in a lust filled frenzy.[delete]
  57. Braun Gripped Shayla's hips good and tight, keeping her nice and steady while he fed and stuffed inch after inch deep inside those wet folds. A bulge began to form in her waist and stomach, ballooning out to the shape of his cock, the camera capturing every moment. His hand slapped across Shayla's ass once more, reminding her just who was in charge. "I breed your little whore pussy when you earn it Shayla. Keep running that slut mouth and push your ass back against me. We're going to show our cute camera girl why you love Minos." Gripping her furry waist nice and tight, Braun pushed his hips forward. The wet velvety sound of Braun stretching out her insides were echoing in the room, along with a mixture of his pre-cum and Shayla's sweet nectar drooling out of those gaped folds. That fire-red lipstick ring disappeared inside Shayla, the magenta ring going in next. That big breeding tool looked like it was nearly going to split the feline in two until those fat bubbly cheeks of her ass ---
  58. Braun squished nice and softly against Braun's abs. She had done it, Shayla had taken all of that toe-curling beast cock in one smooth stroke. Massaging his palms over her lower back, the bovine let out a deep rumbling Mooooooo~!
  59. Crimsie Moved further as his cock did, trailing along with the bulge to make sure every inch of it was captured on her camera; doing the best she could with her angles, and so far it was coming out quite nicely considering. "Mmmf, perfect..." Crimsie twirled around onto her back and slid across the floor...using the cum as a method to do such as she layed right under Shayla's stomach, the camera catching as the bulge deformed her furry stomach. "Perfect." She murmured, getting a good shot of his cock sliding in and then back at the bulge before sliding out and with agile grace and flexbility...clambering in-between them and over one of her legs to escape the confines of their connection, now aiming at them with a side view as she back up a few feet to get a good shot of both of them...the bulge under her body...all her delicious noises...and catching his face as he let out that powerful Mooo. "Good boy, Braun. Love the passion..." She fell to her knees and slid over to Shayla's face....(C)
  60. Crimsie aiming to capture the anguish and bliss intermixed upon her visage. "How much do you love being turned into a fuckpocket, sweetheart?" Crimsie asked as she took good shot of the girl...still cum-coated with Braun's virile seed.
  61. Shayla Bit down onto her lower lip, trying to contain her voice as each inch of brutal bull meat STRETCHED her cunt oh so wide around the beastly girth. The silence lasting little longer than a few seconds, unable to contain her cries of blissful pain. "Daddy's cock! FUCK! Oh Fuck!" Unable to form any sort of coherent sentence, the feline going rambling on and on about that cock which was stretching her beyond her breaking point. That primal need coming to play, walls instinctively tightening around the dominant's bitch-breaker of a cock. Clamping down ever so tight, by the time the Minotaur had actually managed to push himself into the hilt. Not only had the Minotaur cock pushed through her cervix, but had infiltrated her womb to boot. So short on room in fact the feline could feel the flared tip pressing up along the very back wall of the breeding chamber, her last line of defense before she truly would become nothing more than a mere cocksleeve for the bull. ---[delete]
  62. Shayla The bulge that ran inside of her pushing so deep, the tip would be pushing apart those natural, perky breasts that were much like her face squished against the ground. As it was, Shayla was so far gone she could barely even comprehend the words to come from the kitsune's lips. "Daddy's cock... I love Daddy's cock.~" [delete]
  63. Crimsie "I think what you named your dick is pretty appropriate, considering." Crimsie kissed Shayla on the forehead even though she probably wouldn't even feel it, sliding her way back to the primary action as Crimsie stayed upon her knees, watching the vicious pounding Braun was giving his current bitch.
  64. Crimsie (I figured I could slip in a small one. ^-^)
  65. Braun The impossible tightness of her was sending the bull insane. His chest rose and fell with each heavy breath, a sort of grunt escaping on each exhale. The scent of his musk was only getting stronger, the dominant bull going into rut. Reaching down, Braun grabbed a fistful of Shayla's cum soaked hair and pulled her glazed face up off the floor, making her face Crimsie and her camera. Slowly, he pulled himself out of her stretched out womb, easing out past her cervix and resting deeply in her cunt. "Tell her, little bitch. Tell her who owns you." SLAP! His waist clapped noisily against those ass cheeks, a torrent of her pussy nectar spurting out while Braun stuffed himself right back inside of her, fulfilling that ache his dick left behind. Again he began to ease back, near growling to the bent over female he had just turned into a babbling mess. "Who's cock do you worship?" SLAP! Those cheeks were sent wobbling around him, making Braun grunt and eye those healthy ---
  66. Braun Booty pillows. Pressing her face right back down into the puddle of bull jizz, Braun began ploughing the fuck out of Shayla, treating her like his personal little cock sleeve. The sounds of her ass clapping on his waist echoed out, along with his heavy balls swinging to slap against her sopping cunny lips. "Mnf! Hnggf! Mnf-fuck yes! Who owns this fat ass!?" Without warning, his free hand slapped powerfully across Shayla's backside once more, no doubt bruising her cheeks beneath her fur.
  67. Crimsie "God, this shit is good." Crimsie murmured, slipping a little as she tried to stand up, she slid over like she was on skates over to the connection, accidentally running into Braun. Stifling a giggle, Crimsie grabbed his arm for stability and used the camera to peer right down at their connection from an above view...for a nice wobbling ass shot. "Gods...Braun." She shook her head as she watched that fat fucking cock jackhammer viciously...relentlessly into Shayla's bruised snatch. Crimsie figured she could catch the audio of Shayla's mind-fucked jabbering while she got the proper shots, the fox feeling genuinely turned on now as the utterly entrancing sight got the better of her. Ever the professional though, Crimsie fell back down to her knees and slipped under them again to get a nice view of that vicious bulge once more...Crimsie aiming her camera at Shayla's ample jiggling bosom as it flailed with the passionate, violent fuck she was getting by the bull.
  68. Shayla Lifted from the ground like a mere plaything, fitting as it was exactly what she had become for the hulking Minotaur. The feline's entire curvaceous form shaking, far too weak to keep herself from doing much of anything let alone taking position, a ragdoll within the male's powerful grip. Magenta hue's glazed over with lust. "Brau-... OH FUCK!" Interrupted mid-sentence by that booty clapping thrust, sent far over the edge with the buck of the male's hips. The feline's inner walls beginning to convulse, contract. Squeezing the ever living life out of that brutal breeding tool as her own juices began to gush outward, nectar slipping down the sides of the shaft to the floor beneath. Where her moaning began and where it stopped an utter mystery, trying as she might to speak through the waves of pleasure that rippled through ought her buxom frame. "Daddy! Daddy owns that fat kitten ass!" Mashed face first against the floor once more, left in the pile of that virile seed to inhale ---[delete]
  69. Shayla the corrupting, mind-altering aroma that had already sent this feline way off the deep end. Shrieking out in pure blissful agony, the painslut basking in the sensation of the towering male's hefty palm crashing down against her bubbly backside, both of the furred orbs not only left a wet mess but red as the devil's ballsacks to boot. The way that Braun so primal, rammed her like nothing more than a piece of fuckmeat. Each slam forward would send the sound of those booty-cheeks clapping against one another, after all as muscular as the male was there wasn't much room for jiggle unless you were counting those swollen baby-batter factories that beat against her thighs.[delete]
  70. Crimsie (Braun got Shayla like [external link] )
  71. Shayla // LMAO Oh fuck, it hurts to laugh but so worth it~[delete]
  72. Braun Hopping up onto his hooves and squatting over Shayla, he dropped his full weight to shatter his cock down into the feline again and again, staking his claim in the kitten and ruining her pussy for any other male. Braun turned his horned head towards the camera, grunting out between thrusts. "And this. Mnf. Is whe- ah gods yes! Where she gets- hnnnggf! KNOCKED. THE. FUCKED. UP." Slamming down and holding himself there, Braun roared out in primal ecstasy as he came hard inside of her. Rope after rope of that thick sticky baby batter flooded inside of Shayla, only to spurt out powerfully from how already over stretched she was. Every inch of her insides became soaked and glazed with a layer of his cum, including Braun's cock and those low-hanging and now emptied out cum factories. The Minotaur eased himself out nice and slow, releasing his grip on the rag-doll'd kitten and letting her slump in a pile of his spunk. Panting heavily, Braun patted his absolutely soaked member, as if --
  73. Braun Applauding a job well done. "That, is one pregnant kitten." Smiling happily, Braun let the last of his load drool lazily over the small of Shayla's back, bathing her in it all. "Poor little bitch... Took it like a champ though, Crimsie. Make sure to get plenty of this sight~ She deserves to see she earned so much more than those other useless little cum-dumpsters."
  74. Crimsie Crimsie gawked at the hedonistic display, her heart pounding in her chest as she managed to get the most excellent angle for Shayla being bloated by his thick seed. "Hnnng...." Crimsie pushed her foot against Shayla's thigh and leaned her over a bit...showing as her stomach engorged with his cum, her womb filling like a balloon as Crimsie licked her chops before moving to the side a bit to get a shot of Braun tugging that fat dick free of her body. It took him a few tries, but he finally pulled the flare free from her suckling snatch, a lewd SCHLORP echoing through the room as a puddle of cum gently exploded free of her, waterfalling to the floor below her as she chuckled. "Fuuuuuuuck." Was all Crimsie could say to the sight as she got exactly what she wanted. "This'll sell big, Braun m'boy." Crimsie opened an entire gate just to slap him on the back hard enough to force him forward a little from the impact, quickly closing the gate before the full rush of energy emptied into her(C)
  75. Crimsie body. "He's not joking babe, none of the other useless sluts could even content. You really satisfied him, you should be proud." Crimsie then slid a little closer and pushed Shayla onto her back..wanting to get a nice body shot of her utterly devoid of will as she was left a mess of blissful, bloated bull-whore. "Gooood girl...." Crimsie looked up at BRaun and smiled. "I think we got all the best stuff."
  76. Shayla One would think, after all that; those brutal hips bucking into her without any hint of restraint, she'd have gotten through the worst of it. OH NO. There was more! Shayla could feel that cock throb, pulse and twitch inside of her with each and every one of those hip-shattering thrusts. But it wouldn't be until she felt the Minotaurs full weight, the near ton of pressure pushing down against the very back wall of her womb that the feline would truly snap. Eye's rolling back into her head, tongue lulling out from over her lower lip with drool seeping down her chin. Fucked silly was an understatement, the kitten was braindead. Bereft of any such thought other than the moment. The moment being her insides ravaged by the torrent of bull batter to erupt from the male's cock. So much of the white gunk, the virile seed would begin to spill from the sides of her pussy lips, where that cock had so forcefully plunged inside time and time again. There was not a doubt in her mind, or anyone ---[delete]
  77. Shayla watching for that matter that the feline had been knocked up. Womb filled to the brim with the molten seed while the excess streamed down along her inner walls to the floor beneath, adding to the now kitten shaped puddle of fluids. Rolled onto her back, even now she would be riding atop those waves of bliss, head turned to look to the kitsune with a cheesy grin stretched across her lips. "Mmnh.. Th-ank you Daddy. Thank you for breeding the slutty little kitten's pussy." Spending that last bit of energy she had to bring her palm up to the plump pair of cum-soaked lips. Blowing a kiss in the camera's direction alongside a wink.
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