Roll in the Hay | Part 2 (Patreon)

His head swam with bliss, ebbing and flowing, even the minutes in-between climaxes feeling like a stretched out orgasm. The cow woman writhed on his cock, her heavenly pussy squeezing and rippling around his shaft, expertly and lovingly milking every inch of him, asking nothing of him except the thrusting of his hips.

He couldn't tell how many times he had cum, but he felt no exhaustion. He ground away at her sopping wet snatch, a vagina that he would happily fuck until the end of time, a vagina he believed with all his soul was real. He let out a low, strained moan, tensing his whole body as he shot yet another load of semen, blissfully unaware of the fetid arms that reached out to catch it. He stared into the distance, seeing only a paradise made for his copulation, and not the withered and rotten face of its creator.

His load subsided, cock flexing with the last electric sparks of pleasure, but already the cunt around his dick clenched, demanding more...