Translations:Codex: Cow Stuff/62/en

“I...m, m, I need, have mm... have to mmm...” Carrie stammered. Her head was a whirlwind of desperate urges, and beneath it all was a steady, rising heat. But she couldn’t, she was... she was a student, she was a person, not some cow fuck slut, but there was that heat, the desperate, intoxicating scent of a dripping cock right in front of her pulling her forwards, and with every second she stayed here she felt that one wild noise welling up inside her, demanding to be let out.