Her head was shaking, violently making her hair fly about, her body arched like a bow. She had been waiting for her lord since that afternoon when the lesser satyrs had begun to prepare her. Redtube She was moaning softly and writhing slowly as if the burning in her loins was moving through her body, becoming one great ache of desire needing to be satiated. The Great Bull quaked as she swallowed his cock. It was a look that was gentle yet piercing and relentless that he gave her as his head rose. She felt his head turn and she looked at him. The skin was soft, supple and fragrant, with the head of the organ being plump and just a little softer than the shaft. As the door closed it woke the Bull God.
