Translations:Codex: Cow Stuff/57/en

Before Carrie could act on that thought, she was interrupted by Emily pulling herself backwards abruptly, and the sudden, gasping emptiness that provoked in Carrie was enough to send all other thoughts tumbling from her mind. She could taste it, feel the slickness of her on her lips, and the still-hard cock was standing right in front of her face, but it wasn’t in her, and the injustice of that was the only thing she could focus on. She should stop, she knew she should stop and get up and walk away, but there was a cock right there and she hadn’t cum yet, and even though she ground her pussy along the ground in a desperate attempt at stimulation it couldn’t begin to touch the ache that she felt. It was maddening; this panting, urgent need, and she couldn’t help but bargain with herself. If she just- if she just got fucked once, right now, then... then after that she could get up and walk away. That... that made sense, right? That wouldn’t be too far? If she just... just got to get fucked this one time, when she needed it so badly, how could that be wrong?