I stood in front of my bull with my legs slightly apart, presenting myself for him. Blowjob sex I cupped the other testicle and held them both against my cheeks, my face buried in the sack between; their warmth, life and energy radiated through my skin and flowed through my body. From hearsay I have heard in the town much of the peasantry think it is fitting that only the high priestess can control a bull sent by the Gods. Slowly I moved my hands up and down the firm shaft and began to kiss him and run my tongue along the hot, delicate skin. I tried squatting over the phallus, the base of which was flat and could rest on the floor as I lowered myself and each time I pushed down, the great phallus would penetrated me a little further until I felt the head pressing against the entrance to my womb.
