Jasper hurried to where the pasture gate had been left open. To her horror, it was closed. Before she could do anything more than realize her escape route was ruined, she felt herself get mounted yet again, this time by an all brown bull.
Dejected and hopeless, Jasper accepted her fate. The bull came with a roaring moo, shooting a much smaller load than the previous two. The fourth bull, however, was large. In more ways than one.
Jasper felt herself buckle a bit under the weight of the black and white bull. Once she steadied herself, the bull humped her desperately. He missed a few times, but eventually thrust his enormous, throbbing cock inside her eager pussy. Jasper mooed, not in pain or disgust or anger, but delight. This bull had the largest cock so far, and clearly knew how to use it. Jasper could feel ecstasy building as the bull pounded her frantically. She bucked her hips with the movement, making him get even deeper inside her.
After too short of a time for Jasper’s taste, the bull came. He shot multiple loads, all as enormous as his cock. Finally satisfied, he dismounted. While Jasper was still mentally recovering from the best sex of her life, she was mounted yet again, this time by a small brown and white bull.
“Hey!” a voice shouted. The bull hurriedly shot his load in Jasper before dismounting and running away. Jasper looked over. The farmer that owned the stud farm was rushing over. He looked at Jasper curiously. “What is a heifer doing on my farm?” he asked himself. His eyes landed on Jasper’s brand. He went pale. “What is a Copperstone heifer doing on my farm?”
Jasper’s heart soared. That was Anya’s surname! This farmer knew Anya’s family! Hopefully, he would help her find her way to Anya.