She pulled the donkey-prick up and down with both hands.

Hank and Billy glanced at each other, wondering if this was to be the extent of the performance – if the girl was simply going to jack the donkey off by hand?

But then she leaned in and pushed her pink tongue out and began to lick the glistening head of the donkey's cock. Her tongue laved all over the huge, meaty wedge and, from the look on her face, she was really enjoying the taste of his prick.

A thick drop of spunk oozed from his cleft prick-knob.

She watched it run sluggishly down his cockhead, smiling wantonly. Then she gathered it up with her tongue, slurping the sticky stuff from his hot cockmeat and letting the jism trickle around on her tongue for a moment before she swallowed it.

There was not a limp prick in the barn by this time.

Hank and Billy were as excited as the others.

Now they were wondering if this was to be the climax – if the sexy girl was going to tongue the brute's cockhead while she jacked him off and let his cum shoot in her face?

But they had sold her short again.

She tongued his cock-knob for a while, purring with pleasure and running her pink tongue right up his cleft so that a little more donkey-jism spilled onto her taste buds. The animal was snorting and trembling by this time, his haunches starting to hump as if he were trying to fuck right through the girl's willing head.

"Ummmm," she purred, slurping.

Then she led the now-frantic burro over to the low wooden platform.