"You're a big fat ass cow," you declare perspicaciously.
"Yeah? What'cha gonna' do about it?" The buxom bovine brays back bullishly. With her mouth curled into a provocative smirk, she leans over to better expose her bare bottom, the only concession to her modesty being a fragmentary slip of cloth daubed with cowprint.
"Make you moo," you reply straightforwardly, stepping up behind her and bringing the flattened palm of your hand against her bubbly buttcheeks. The faint red mark fades as fast as the ample curves jiggle to a stop, and the hiss of breath from Mori's mouth is more of a moan than anything else.
"That all you got, Old Macdonald?" She teases, thrusting her hips back so that the pillowy flesh of her ass squishes against your midsection. You lean forward and cup her massive milkers in ungentle hands, disregarding the girl's pained, peaking whine as your greedy fingers slide beneath her triangle top and pinch her perking nipples.
Stimulating your stirring stiffness with the salacious squirming of her slutty body, you find your hips rocking back and forth almost unbidden- spurred by some base bestial binstinct in the back of your brain. Breaking from a breast to block her breathing, one of your hands clasps around her throat. Using this leverage you clutch her back flat to your chest, putting you in a position to hiss hot huffs of breath into her ear.
"So?" You enquire demandingly as you hump her plump rump.
"Nnnh- No~" she replies defiantly, spiting the spikes of pleasure driving themselves relentlessly into her brain. You grunt acknowledgement of this lingering resistance. The other hand retreats from her monstrous mammaries only to clap firmly against the side of her ass once more. Again and again you punish her plush posterior, palm painting pinkish after-images across the peachy canvas. Cries cracking with covetous lust, Mori grows louder and louder- especially once you draw the string of her bikini bottoms and kick off your pants so that the searing heat of your thick meat can nestle snug between her bouncing buns.
"Now?" You ask again, the frantic friction of your bodies pushing your patience to the precipice.
"Nnn-GUH~!" She gulps for air. Close, but not quite there. You pivot your assault, pushing yourself between Mori's sodden thighs- letting your cock graze the sensitive, drooling lips of her pussy but never quite passing that precious portal. "Please...~" She whimpers needily at your teasing. Swallowed by impatience she tries to wriggle her hips and angle you inside, but every time you deny her.
"I need something first," you insist.
"Moo! Moo, moo, mooooo!" She shouts humiliatingly from the heights of desperation, only stopping when at last you part her tight folds with the head of your fat dick- plunging deep into her slick, sweltering insides. Several strokes in, she's already squealing. You snatch a handful of her long pink hair and tug it mercilessly as time and again you slam home to the hilt in her heavenly hole. Her cowbell jangles furiously and you have to hold her up as her body shudders in climax, her weak knees knocking dangerously as her clinging muscles flex and tighten around you, trying to wring from you the same pleasure that arches her back and makes her throat hoarse from screaming. It's another two times she twitches and convulses in ecstasy before you join her, shooting syrupy strands of sticky semen straight into her waiting, wanting womb.
You collapse with her in a sweaty pile of sex-stained limbs, wrapping weakened arms about her womanly waist.
"Ee-eye ee-eye oh, bitch," you joke affectionately, planting a kiss on the side of her neck. She jabs you with an irritated elbow, but you can sense her smiling.
