“You know what season we’re in, ah need at least one cow for this!”
“Sorry cous’.” Billy Bob replied, shaking his head to his cousin. Indian XXX Swallowing hard, she quickly ran to the barn door, closing and locking it tight. No way! Abigail could barely handle the overwhelming smell. Ah can’t do nothin’ else.”
Frustrated, Abigail stormed off, not even bothering to say goodbye to her cousin. It was not an easy task as the smell seemed to stick on her. No way! Despite the musky smell, she continued on; jerking the bull at a greater speed. “And how da hell am I sposed to fix this?!” Abigail complained to her cousin, Billy Bob. She wasn’t surprised, she expected this. Did she enjoy jerking Titan off? “What am ah gonna do?” Abigail worried, walking into the specially made barn. “Just gonna stroke this.” Abigail stated, slowly sliding both her hands along the massive girth. This was a problem, a series problem. It was suffocating, yet she couldn’t bring herself to leave the barn. “But mah prize bull is in season and needs a mate. Abigail struggled to think of something to handle this. “Ah know, ah know. The smell was so strong, she nearly lost herself to the scent and it felt like someone pour bubbling wax all over her face and body.
