The big bull-3

“Yeah, you know I am,” he stated.

“I want more of your thick mighty arms, unbelievable monster chest, and your whole body on top of me! Use me however you need to.”

“Yeah, Baby! He kept flexing, “Who owns your ass?”

“You do. You own me.”

“And what am I to you”

“You are the supreme god to me.”

He grinned, “Good boy. And this god will give you what you want.” And he then reached down and slowly pulled off his jersey up over his head.

The mounds of gorgeous rippling bulk and muscular flesh cascaded down and out from the constraints of his jersey. He became even wider, and his dark pink skin and mostly hairless chest dwarfed everything else in my vision. His two round red nipples punctuated his rotund super-sized pecs. There was so much thick girth to his upper body, I just gasped, and beamed in amazement.

My hand started pulling at my cock in reaction to this mesmerizing sight.

He smirked and stepped up extremely close to me as I sat on the bed. My face was about an inch away from his mighty stomach. I reached up and massaged his enormous chest. His soft bulky flesh gave way a little bit, but I could feel his hard pectoral muscles flexing underneath. I started licking his hot stomach, his flesh tasted sweet yet salty, it was very warm and smooth in texture.