Fertile Farms Bundle: 20 Erotic Farm Girl Collection

His deep, dark eyes locked upon her as he drove her into such a frenzied peak of pleasure, and he was unrelenting the whole time. He watched her body twitch and flail, saw how flushed her cheeks got, her hair bouncing and swaying as she moved. All the while his tongue lashed at her cunny, tasted and devoured her honeyed juices, swallowing them down as he kept a tight clench upon her two legs.

There was no escape from her pleasure, and though it tensed her up, he wouldn’t let her hide from it. The longest moments of her life seemed to pass before her honey started to gather around his lower lip, dribbling towards his chin.

Jake kept her locked in place, his hands moving to the backs of her upper thighs, fingers sinking into her ass cheeks as he let loose a deep, guttural growl and clenched her rear. He had her suspended there off the bed in his grasp as he teased more explosive jumps and twitches from her flesh, prolonging her pleasure and making the moment last and last.

By the time he finally released her, she was a panting, red faced mass, and her bed was soaked with her juices. The air smelled of her sweet honey, and there was a light line of perspiration trailing down her ribs beneath her dress.

She panted deeply for some time, trying to come down from her explosive high, but every little flick of his tongue brought her closer to the brink once more, no longer letting her finish all the way. Not yet.

Her vision seemed to black out intermittently with the overwhelming pleasure, and he continued to provoke and torture her. He relished the moment, let it drag on long until at last he rose up, licking at his lips. His thumb reached in, skirting her clit and keeping her perched so close to another climax as he cleaned away her flavour.

“How was that babydoll?” he asked in his deep voice.

She was gasping for more, her eyes slitted as she stared up at him.

“You...” she murmured, her throat tight from all the heavy breathing. “That was amazing,” she gasped out, her hands reaching out, trying to beckon him in closer, greedily. “I’ve never imagined it could feel like that...”

Her nose crinkled softly, self-consciousness beginning to grip her. “It wasn’t bad, was it?”

Jake’s face shifted with a broad smile, and he kept her body pinned back to her simple little bed as he leaned in. The aroma of her own cunny rich in his beard as he hovered near her lips.

“You’re delicious,” he growled before smacking his lips to hers in a noisy kiss, one of his big hard hands still lightly teasing her clit before stroking along her side, across her hip and waist. His every touch electric on her body.

She’d never felt so filled with life and sensation as she did with him, and even though it felt so wrong and wicked what she was doing with him, it teased her to new heights of pleasure and glory.

Nothing about how he made her feel felt like what they were doin’ was sinful, not at all, and she wrapped her arms around his broad, hard body, sharing in the sensation of his body and mouth against hers.

Jake pressed down upon her, her perky pink nipples rubbing against his dark haired chest, so contrasted by the tanned flesh beneath a layer of thick, black hair. Their two bodies couldn’t be anymore contrasting, she was so dainty and pale, and only seemed all the more so beneath his form.

Though when that throbbing manhood of his pressed against her sex, and the rock of his hips slowly nudged the bulging crown of his cock against her slick slit, they seemed so perfectly made for one another.

Her head tilted back as she was taken to that place of pure bliss once again, though this time, there was no pain. It was all beautiful, perfect pleasure as she wound in around his body, beckoning him into her fertile quim.

She was still so tight to his large organ though, and Jake’s neck arched on back as he let loose a deep, gravelly moan of pleasure. That thick, throbbing shaft slowly descended, stretching her cunny walls wide around his girth as he filled her up, right to the very depths of her womanhood.

Jake’s big, hulking form shuddered as, at last, he struck her utmost depths and found himself ensconced in her femininity, the two of their bodies interlocked atop her own bed, in that tiny, unassuming bedroom.

She’d been forbidden so much pleasure during her short life, and now that Jake had walked into her tiny world and shown her a universe of pleasure she’d never even been able to fantasize about, she was obsessed. With his hard body and how he touched her, to the way he smelled, to just how gorgeous his cock was. She couldn’t get over the sight of him that very first day and how it made her feel, and she didn’t want to.

She moaned his name as her willowy form bend to his harder body, and she pressed her lips against him, tasting her own sex upon them as he thrust his hips evenly.

Such a huge man, with so much power tightly coiled in his muscular form, but each of those strong thrusts was so acutely aimed. He took her with passion, tempered only by some modicum of care and concern, but that too fell slowly to the wayside as he pounded into her tight little pussy, harder and faster with each new hammering thrust of his hips.

The loud slap of his heavy, cum-laden balls against her pert little pale ass filled the room, again and again growing louder, his deep, husky pants and moans peppered in the spaces in-between.

There were no more worries that her father might catch them in the act, that her room would smell of sex and she’d never be able to hide it. She was lost to the moment just as much as he, and they were careless in their desires. No logic could seep in, not with how her mind

was fogged.

He was like a drug, and all she wanted was more. More of him, more of this act of carnality, more sin.

Her simple little farmhouse, where she was born and grew up, was filled with the sounds of her illicit lovemaking. The big, broad-shouldered Jake up over her, spine arched back, his glorious pecs on display as he pounded into her a little rougher, making her body shake and quake beneath him. He grunted, groaned, reached a hand down between them.

“Cum on my cock, pretty girl,” he growled, his thumb sliding along the edge of her clit, teasing and provoking it as he pummeled her narrow slit with his dick.

She squeaked, surprise and arousal combining as she ground against him, getting more and more into it the longer he fucked her, the wetter he got her. She’d already cum with his mouth on her, but the feeling of having a real, hard cock in her was something else altogether.

It gave her such a forbidden thrill, knowing what she was doing was so wrong, and she whimpered as she started towards that peak once more. His finger pad was rough and adept at working her to his goal.