Fields of Daisies and Clover – A Hucow Story, Parts VII - XI - Sex Stories

Fields of Daisies and Clover – A Hucow Story, Parts VII - XI

... bull cock where ever your mood suits you. We’ll be happy little pig whores whichever you choose.”

I pulled Olivia’s big, milky udders back to my face and sucked down some more of her pig girl milk. I rubbed my hands all over her big, bulbous tummy and then moved them along her back and squeezed the cellulite in her ass cheeks. Her thick ass jiggled.

Olivia pulled back from me, spread her legs a little and opened her mouth. Then she wrapped her arms around her fat stomach and squeezed. Milk gushed out of her big nipples. After another squeeze, more milk slipped from her cunt and ran down her thighs. Simultaneously, milk trickled from the corner of her mouth, ran down her chin and fell onto her big, fat titties and stomach.

It was messy, but hot. Another reason, I guessed, they were called pig girls.

Jenna, who was still on her knees, pulled my shorts down and let out a rather pig-like squeal.

“Holy shit, that’s huge,” she said, stroking my horse-shaped bull cock and bringing it fully to attention. “I fucking want that cock.” She opened her mouth in that special way that all types of cow girls can, and slipped the big head of my horse-like bull cock into her mouth. Thick streamers of milk slid from her mouth around my meat as she pulled it deeper inside of her. The feeling was amazing. I stood up, grabbed her horns, and slowly guided her milk-filled gullet down my cock. Her eyes were closed and the edges of her ruby lips were turned up in an enigmatic smile as ...

... her milk gushed out of her mouth around my thick meat. When her lips finally landed at the base of my two-foot bull cock, she moaned in pleasure.

Olivia, not to be ignored, leaned her big, fat tummy against the side of my chest, pressing her milky tits against me. I leaned down and kissed her, and she passed me a slug of milk from her mouth into mine. I gulped it down just in time for another mouthful to pass from her lips. I ran my hand down her back. Between her ass cheeks I could feel her meaty asshole, soaking wet. When I pulled my hand back, it, too, was covered in milk.

Lyca, not wanting to get turned into a pig girl or cow girl by all the juices flowing among the pig girls, mumbled something about waiting outside and slipped from the room.

Meanwhile, Jenna, being a good, submissive little pig girl slut, still had her mouth pressed around the base of my cock with the entire 25 inches deep inside her maw. My meat was pulsing a steady stream of bull come into her stomach. I could feel the big sac of milk in her fat tummy sloshing against my cock. Milk was cascading from her lips and down across her big belly and veiny, milky tits. The sensation of warm milk squirting from her throat around my cock was incredible. I took her horns/tusks in my hands like handlebars and began pistoning my meat in and out of her maw, face-fucking her. She let out a pig-like squeal of pleasure around my cock as I slid the immense shaft in and out of her pouty, stretched, bimbo pig lips. ...