The big bull-5

“That’s it baby, worship that big thing,” he coaxed me on.

His underwear became soaked with my dribble as I salivated over his piece of man meat. I could see the bright pink skin of his penis clearly through his wet underwear. I grasped the waistband of his briefs and pulled it forward and out rose the crimson head of the cock. My eyes widened, as I pulled his briefs down to his shins exposing his entire thick cut appendage. The ample width was shocking. It stood strong and proud, like a big red tree stump that had grown out of his brown fur coated crotch. I judged it to be about 9 or 10 inches long, and the thickness around was truly insane.

I took the mighty piece of meat in both my hands and pushed it a little more towards the ceiling. I moved my face to the base of the mighty shaft and ran the tip of my tongue along the length of it. It seemed to grow and harden just a little more.

Big Bull bellowed low, “Oh yeah, fuck, Baby.” I continued to lick the hot piece of red flesh on its underside slowly up and slowly down. “Fuck, yeah!” he kept saying. I moved around the areas of his cock and ran my tongue along each side.