Like her daughter, Valerie was eager to get to the end of the trail and get her hands on her cunt…

Thus it was that two pussies were steaming very fragrantly in the brisk mountain air as the mother and daughter led the donkey up the broken path. That was why their donkey began to get excited as he scented that musky aroma.

Valerie was leading the brute by a rope around his neck. She had been worried about this, having heard that donkeys were often stubborn and refused to be led. But the beast was following her willingly.

No carrot held before the donkey's snout had ever been more persuasive than the smell of hot pussy steaming between Valerie's shapely thighs.

And as he moved, his head turned, soft nostrils flaring. Linda was walking beside him and the horny animal was getting a good whiff of her pussy as well. His balls expanded, swelling up like melons between his hind legs. The hairy gray sheath pulled slowly back and his black cockhead came sliding out in a huge slab of slick meat, flaring out in a wide wedge, glossy as a lump of obsidian. His cock hung down, at first, flopping from side to side as he walked. It reeled out, dangling longer and longer, until it almost scraped the ground. Then, his massive prick began to swell, thickening and hardening, and stiffening, until finally it jerked up to the horizontal under his belly.

Linda heard the beast snort and glanced sideways at him. Her eyes widened in awe. She was staring at the biggest cock she had ever seen – or even imagined. His cock-knob was extended to his brawny chest and the thick stalk sprouted out from balls as big as balloons.

The girl blushed and looked quickly away.

But her gaze was drawn back to that colossal cock like an iron filing to a magnet. Intent on his prick, she stumbled on a gnarled root and had to place her hand on the donkey's hairy haunches to catch her balance. She felt his muscular body ripple under her hand – and saw his cock ripple too.