Vaughn, bellowed, stomping, his ropey tail lashing, sending his seed into her backside, though it was sure that it was not the first load he had dumped up in there since their play had begun. No, with a bull like that, a stud like that, it was sure that there was always more to come, something that Ninnin was quite sure his wife hungered for.
The camera angle switched again, jumping to the next “scene of interest”, as Cody put it. Ninnin could view the whole reel if he liked, but considering just how long a bunny could fuck and how insatiable Maddie was, that would take a considerable amount of time, especially if he wanted to view every angle from every camera set up in the rooms. On his back, Vaughn let Maddie ride him, a ball gag shaped like a carrot (bright orange) stuffed in her mouth as she moaned around it and drooled, riding his fat cock with her inner thighs marked with his cum. He tugged the leash taut as she faced the camera, showing any potential viewer, such as her husband, just how much dick there was to plunge into her tight snatch, need rising. Ninnin watched avidly, tipping in closer, his cock hard, too hard, the studly grunts of the bull all that he heard. Yet it was not that he wanted to be in Vaughn’s position but that he wanted to relish and take in every moment, from the bounce of Maddie’s breasts and her soft fur to the huge bulge in her abdomen from the beast breeding her…
The front door slammed and his head shot up, almost spilling his whisky. Unbidden, the racoon’s face broke into a grin, the living area still exploding with moans and grunts and the intricate sounds of sex.
“Honey! I’m home!”
Murmuring, Ninnin opened his shirt a button more, the reel of Maddie getting fucked still playing.
It was time to see just how much his bunny had enjoyed her day…