Bride Sandwiched Between Priest And Black Bull

Moans spill from the bride’s lips as the priest’s hands grip her hips, his cock sliding in deep while the shirtless Black bull strokes himself behind her. Wedding dress hiked up around her waist, she arches back against the couch, taking every inch as the priest’s thrusts grow harder. One hand clutches the cushion, the other reaches back to tangle in dark curls as the bull lines up behind her, his heavy balls slapping against her thighs. The room fills with the wet sounds of skin meeting skin, her breath coming in sharp gasps as she’s split between them. No words, just desperate moans and the creak of the couch giving way under the weight of their pounding.