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"This Ain't no Eight-second Bull: You're on it for the Duration; so bring some Muscle-relaxers and down some Stiff

 I told Her that I was going to teach Her how to walk differently
Then I laid Her down on the bed and pushed Her legs up over
Her head and Kissed and Sucked on those Voluptuous Sweet
lips Gently

As I did, She Moaned Seductively and Squirmed uncontrollably
The Aroma that began to flow out of Her Sweet Pussy turned
me on like a madman and filled My Pole with Great Power

When She saw it Her eyes Widened and Her heart opened up
and Throbbed Instinctively knowing animalistically what My Pride
could do to Her and began to Welcome for Me to come inside

I felt the muscles in My lower back and thighs beginning to
contract and work causing Strong Thrusting that would put a
Jack-hammer to shame

So I moved up an hovered over Her long and lithe body and
took aim... I directed right for Her aromatic, tight but soft warm
hole that was already Gaping; then put in the head but Desire
overtook Me and I PUSHED in a few to many inches without thinking

She let out a wild scream and slapped me stating loudly through
tearful eyes, "Retreat, Retreat,"

So slowly I retracted several inches of thick meat till She could once
again breath

She said shaking all over, "Okay, I think I'm ready; now just PUSH it
in slower and watch my Expressions, PLEASE,"

After a couple of hours I was back up and into the place where I first was;

Originally it might have been to much, but, now She was Cumming and
projecting Squirts

This went on for hours as gradually all of Her Strength was Depleted and
She was putty in My hands and could do nothing but to lay their helplessly
and take the full assault of this Poles Length and unrelentless Beating

After an hour or so with Her legs Trembling and Shaking, She tried to get
up to go to the bathroom to clean up:
But Her lower body was Powerless and She staggered away like a cowgirl and fell like someone who had just been bucked off the BULL

When She was able to walk again, it was with a bow-legged swagger

I Said, "I Told You I'd Teach You how to Walk Differently,"

Funny thing is... She said, "I kind of like this swagger; maybe when I Recover We can
move on to the next chapter,"

YEE-HAW Girl; get up on this BULL!
Written by hungrypan74 (Dantalyon)
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