Chapter 1209 Working At A Hucow Farm(Fetish):>Ep48

She hurried along, crawling as fast as she could. Her heart began to quicken as she got closer. It was growing stronger. Soon she was surrounded by musky bull scents. The smell of breeding. She wanted it so badly. A dumb smile spread across her face as she felt the cotton balls of lust begin to expand within her mind. She stopped and lowered her shoulders, letting her ass stick up high in the air. She waited. And waited. Her pussy was dripping in anticipation, but no bull came to mount her.
She heard a fence bang next to her. Another on the other side. Huffing and grunting came from the other side as the bulls smelled her hot pussy, desperate to breed her. She hurried over to the fence in a daze, almost drifting out, but aware that something was wrong. She looked up at it. It was much higher than her fence. She didn't know where the gate was. She couldn't see anything like a latch sticking out.
She whimpered as she paced back and forth, desperate to be bred by the bull on the other side. There had to be some way to reach him. Her mind reeled for solutions in a panicked daze. She needed an answer now. Only one action made sense to her lust-drenched mind.