Back at The Barnyard: Slop Bucket Games

Yet I remember almost every detail, so I know it really did happen. As all eight of those fellas and girls lined up in front of me, I flopped back on my pillow and spread my legs as wide as I could, tryin' to make my pussy as appetizing and as easy to reach as possible. Then, one by one, they dove their faces deep into my boilin' hot, juice-filled pussy-gash, lickin' and eat in’ all up and down like it was the first meal they'd had in a coon's Age. Right away the hot cream started pourin' out of my hole, and they not only lapped it up as fast as it gushed out, they shoved their tongues in as far as they could to make sure they got every drop. "Some of them I'm not sure if it was jus' the fellas even stuck their long pointed tongues up my asshole. Wow! that really felt funny but kinda good, too. And you shoulda heard the snortin' and grunt in' as they rooted all up inside my crotch -jus’ like starved hogs in a slop bucket. 'Specially when I had my orgasms. I musta had about jive of them real big ones that twisted my guts all out of shape each time and then they'd suck away at my hole twice as hard, like it was dessert or something. 'Ambrosia,' Lance called it. "When they all finished with eatin’ my pussy and tits oh, yes, sometimes I had a couple of mouths suckin’ on my titties at the same time I hardly had strength left for the rest of it. But I managed ...»