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Jim adjusted his grip on the wheelbarrow as he strolled down the staff-only path between exhibits. The large cart served as the perfect method for transporting an assortment of tools required to fulfill the "other duties as required," as outlined in his contract.

Not that he minded too much. As a child, Jim, like every other kid, had been captivated by dinosaurs. When the job opportunity arose to work for Jurassic World, he couldn't resist. Despite lacking formal qualifications, the park was eager to welcome anyone enthusiastic about joining their team. Given the previous park's failure, applicants had been scarce.

Initially hired as a one-year contractor, Jim assumed the role of a dinosaur enrichment caretaker—a fancy title for cleaning up after the dinosaurs, tidying their enclosures, and addressing various tasks around the park.

His fortune took a turn when, while fixing a heating lamp in the hatchery, a large dinosaur egg cracked before him. He vividly recalled the moment the dinosaur's head emerged from the sturdy shell, gazing at him with wide eyes.

Little did Jim know at the time, the dinosaur had imprinted itself on him. Unlike many other dinosaurs, which were often pack creatures like the famous raptors Owen trained, T-Rex's were predominantly solitary. They formed bonds with the first person they saw, treating everyone else with hostility until they grew up to be big enough to fend for themselves.

Unsurprisingly, Jim's contract was swiftly extended once researchers realized no one else could approach the dinosaur. With on-site accommodation and a substantial paycheck, Jim became the go-to person for caring for Daisy.

While it wasn't the initial choice of a name, the park's public relations and marketing team insisted on a non-threatening name to reassure the public. As she grew, Jim took on the responsibility of feeding, caring, and designing Daisy's enclosure to meet her needs. As an adult, Daisy became increasingly territorial over her exhibit. Although the protocol dictated the need of isolating the dinosaurs during maintenance, the staff soon learned she didn't tolerate strangers in her territory, except for Jim.

Jim often quipped about having a pet T-Rex. While other dinosaurs required sedation or traps for safety, he enjoyed a friendly nuzzle from Daisy. She permitted him to work in her enclosure without a growl, reserving sedation only for veterinary procedures.

Turning the corner with tools in a wheelbarrow, Jim headed for the service entrance of Daisy's enclosure. Sweat dripped from his brow in the tropical heat and humidity, ideal for dinosaurs but less so for manual labor.

Surveying his tools, he mentally checked for everything. The plumbing from the pond in Daisy's enclosure had failed. After inspecting the pump, Jim discovered it wasn't receiving water from her enclosure, likely due to a broken pipe in the system. Perhaps Daisy had inadvertently stepped on a soft patch of dirt, crushing the pipe, or it was another instance of the park's 'spared no expense' equipment failing. Regardless, Jim anticipated a long day ahead searching for the blockage.

In accordance with protocol, armoured shutters adorned all the glass areas visible to guests within the exhibit. Whenever an incident occurred or an exhibit required closure, the shutters would descend, revealing a whimsical illustration of dinosaurs enjoying a holiday with a slogan of that dinosaur being back soon.

"Dino plumber... add that to the resume." Jim chuckled as he approached the security guard stationed at the service door. Despite a T-Rex lurking on the other side of the wall, it was not uncommon for a guest to attempt sneaking a peek at a dinosaur they had traveled hours to see.

"Hey Jim, visiting your girl?" The guard grinned, leaning against a pair of massive armored doors that remained electronically and mechanically locked. Each door weighed tons, and together they were large enough for a skid steer to enter but small enough that Daisy could never get out.

"Oh, I heard she needed someone to check her plumbing." Jim joked, raising an eyebrow suggestively.

The guard burst into laughter and fished the key to the door from his pocket. "Bruh, you got bigger balls than me going into that enclosure. I don't know how you do it."

Jim smiled, placing the wheelbarrow down while the guard worked on unlocking the door. "You see, the key is to know what the ladies like." He replied seductively, pulling back a cover in his wheelbarrow to reveal a slab of meat. "That, and I've been looking after her since she hatched, so we cool."

"Well, don't mind me for wanting to stay on this side of the fence." The guard chuckled, extracting a small red device and lanyard from his pocket. "They are messing with the camera server, so if the date goes bad and you need to bail, give me a buzz." The guard laughed and extended a fist to Jim.

"You're a great wingman, thanks." Jim replied, bumping knuckles with the guard before lifting the wheelbarrow.

The guard keyed his radio and informed the park's control office that Jim was going in, waiting for a reply before unlocking the electronic locks on the gate. "Good luck."

The large, heavy doors groaned open to reveal an armored hallway. Pushing the wheelbarrow forward, Jim moved through the hall toward the second set of doors—a section functioning like an airlock to ensure that nothing escaped.

Jim glanced back at the first set of doors closing and waited until the second set opened before pushing his wheelbarrow into the hot, humid enclosure.

Concealed speakers played soundtracks of ambient noise—crickets and birds chirping—to create the illusion that the enclosure was more extensive than it truly was. What appeared as tall trees inside the enclosure were, in fact, reinforced concrete pillars with fake wood-looking foam wrapped around them.

Whistling a happy tune loudly, Jim walked into the exhibit. He wanted to ensure that she knew he was coming, as although she was friendly towards him, a startled five-ton dinosaur with teeth was not something he wanted to deal with.

He turned his head when he heard a snort from the far end of the enclosure. He heard her before he saw her—her large footsteps shaking the earth as she padded her way over towards him. Twelve feet tall at the shoulder and forty feet in length from nose to tail, she was a sight to behold. Her thick hide was green and brown to camouflage herself with her enclosure, and he couldn't stop himself from smiling as she bobbed her head up and down in excitement when she realized it was him.

To almost anyone else, such a powerful creature walking towards them would make them scream, but for Jim, he was used to it. He put down the wheelbarrow and pulled the slab of meat out from under the covers before stepping towards her. "Don't say I don't get you anything nice," he chuckled and heaved it up above his shoulders.

Lowering his head, Jim received a close-up view of her enormous mouth. As she slowly and carefully opened her jaws, he could see the sharp rows of teeth and her thick, muscular tongue in front of him. Knowing he would have to report any abnormalities to the vets, he took the opportunity to look deep into her gullet.

He felt the warmth from her steamy, wet maw on his cheek as she waited with her mouth open for him to place the meat on her tongue. Carefully observing, he couldn't see any chipped teeth or anything out of the ordinary and tossed the meat into her mouth.

As soon as the bloody mass made contact with her tongue, she lifted her head and snapped her jaws shut with a loud crack. Her powerful jaw muscles tensed as she drove her sharp teeth through the tender flesh.

Wiping his hands on a rag, he looked up at the large dinosaur and smiled. “I've come to clean zee pool," he said in a cheesy porno voice. “Any idea where it's clogged?" He asked, chuckling as she looked at him with a blank expression. “Yeah, I didn't think so."

Picking up his wheelbarrow, he pushed his tools across to where the pipes joined the wall of her enclosure and set to work finding the fault. “I'll find the clog, get it all sorted. That way, you can go back to working on your tan," he said, watching her lay down on the ground with a large thud. “I keep telling them that you need a few Rex lifeguard dudes to look at, I bet you would love a big strong bull, all glistening with baby oil… But the head office doesn't seem to agree," he added, talking to her as if she could understand while lifting an access hatch to inspect the pipes.

Daisy, like all the dinosaurs in the park, was female. This ensured that the scientists could control the genetics of their products and allowed the staff to avoid dealing with a horny male running rampant.

Glancing at her sprawled body, it was clear she was eagerly watching him, her eyes never leaving him as she observed his dexterous hands working with his tools in the sweltering heat.

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Jim closed the last access hatch with a decisive slam, hands on his hips in frustration. Despite inspecting every access hole and joint in the system, he couldn't pinpoint where the clog was. Glancing over at the lounging T-Rex, he waved a dismissive hand. "Don't get up," he chuckled with a defeated sigh. Though he couldn't recall when, he noticed he had unbuttoned his khaki shirt in an attempt to catch any available breeze to cool his hot sweaty body.

He retrieved a canteen of water from his wheelbarrow and unscrewed the cap. He could hear a small amount of water remaining and quickly finished it while surveying the enclosure. Mentally mapping out the pipes to figure out what he might have missed, he paused when realizing the only place he hadn't checked was inside the pond itself.

Fortunately, one feature he insisted on for the enclosure was a sturdy grate in the pond that prevented debris from entering the plumbing. Though he knew cleaning it would be an unpopular task, he recognized it as the only place the clog could be.

He chuckled to himself, glancing at Daisy a few yards away, lying down with her head resting on the soft earth. Despite her relaxed posture, he noticed her eyes focused on him, realizing he must have become her entertainment. "Looks like it's your lucky day. You're going to have a hot dude in your pool," he snickered.

With a sigh, he paused. Among the park's team, a challenge had arisen to see who could go the longest without having their clothes dirtied by the dinosaurs. The raptor management team was swiftly eliminated due to the playful nips from the six-foot turkeys. Among the carnivore caretakers, he was the last one, competing with the staff overseeing the herbivore petting zoo areas.

Aware that getting his clothes wet would disqualify him, he thought about the numerous members of the aquarium team who returned to the break room drenched from head to toe only to be disqualified from the competition.

Walking closer to the edge of the pond, he peered into the water, searching for any obvious signs of trouble before turning his attention back to Daisy. Her head lifted, and she fixed her beady eyes on him with an intense gaze. “You broke it, didn't you?" he called out across the enclosure to her.

With her beady eyes and the natural curl of her lips, she appeared to be grinning at him with a toothy smirk.

Surveying the area, he confirmed that all the shutters on the viewing windows were closed and shrugged. “Fuck it." Returning to his wheelbarrow, he took off his shirt and began removing his heavy boots. In the corner of his eye, he noticed Daisy's nostrils twitch and smiled. “Yeah, it's happening, but no, I won't give you a dance," he chuckled.

With his hands on his belt, he paused, realizing he had picked the wrong day to go commando. Double-checking the rest of the enclosure, he saw the concealed security camera and noticed the absence of a red activity light. Looking back at the large female, he grinned. “Try to contain yourself, girl."

Unbuckling his belt and undoing his fly, he slipped his shorts off and tossed them onto his shirt in the wheelbarrow. Turning towards the pond, he walked into the shallow water and sighed in bliss, the cool refreshing water a stark contrast to the stifling heat of her enclosure. Wading into the deeper water, he began to make his way towards where the heavy grate should have protected the plumbing.

As the water became deeper, he started to tread water, swishing his hands from side to side to slowly bring him to the inlet. With one hand on an artificial rock to stabilize himself, he felt around in the murky water for the steel grate. Regretting not bringing a pair of goggles, he fumbled around blindly until he found something that made him smile. “Gotcha, you piece of shit," he announced and gripped the foreign object. With a few hard tugs, he tried to clear the inlet.

While the foam that resembled tree bark on the fake trees had been designed to float, it seemed that it had somehow made its way into the suction of the pump. After a few choice words of encouragement, Jim managed to pull it free.

A loud cough and gurgle emanated from the inlet before the pumps kicked in, drawing water to be filtered and replenished via the artificial waterfall in the corner of the pond. With a heavy throw, he sent the fake tree bark into the underbrush for him to pick up later. Not wanting to waste the opportunity to relax, he rolled onto his back, catching his breath while floating.

A smile graced his face when he heard the trickle of water begin to flow from the artificial waterfall, the sweet sounds of his hard work echoing across the enclosure and mingling with the sounds of fake wildlife. Turning his head, he heard a happy warble from the direction where Daisy was resting, and he saw her rise up on her two feet, plodding towards the pond.

“See, told you I could fix it," he chuckled, his eyes widening as she began walking into the deep pond. Her large feet splashed loudly in the shallows as she approached. He felt the water level rise as she lowered her large body into the water, a shallow wave slowly pushing him across the pond as he relaxed. Turning his head to see what she was doing, he saw her rest her chin on top of the bank and let out a content growl, her eyes watching him. “Now, isn't that better. Mind if I chill for a bit?" he asked, continuing to float in the cool water. “You know, I need to make sure that the system is fully working and all that," he added with a grin.

With his ears submerged in the water, it took him a moment to realize what he was hearing. At first, he thought the deep rumble was coming from the pumps, but as he watched her nostrils flare with every breath, he discovered that the rumble was in time with her breathing. The resonating sound made his chest quiver as he felt her bellow-like lungs drawing breath.

As he lazily floated just below the surface of the pond, his path eventually led him towards her, all while her bright eyes watched him come closer and closer until he reached out with a hand and touched her scaled neck. “Fancy seeing you here," he chuckled, giving her a gentle pat. Her thick hide felt like nothing else, with an almost rocky appearance that only slightly moved with his touch. A part of him wondered if she could even really feel his tender touch, but when he looked towards her head, he could see her eyes locked with his.

He smiled as he heard the deep rumble resonate throughout her body and the water around her when she let out a deep purr of happiness. He remembered the first time she made that noise, she was the size of a large goose. It was when she had first experienced a fresh kill and he smiled at how proud she had been at the time. Now seeing her eyes half-lidded, he continued to pat her neck, allowing the current to slowly carry him towards her large head.

Coming alongside her mouth, he had a close-up view of her toothy maw. Even with her jaw closed, he could see the upper row of her white teeth protrude from her top lips, each ivory fang resembling a large dagger, designed for one thing and one thing only. As he continued his pats along her cheek and snout, he could feel her deep purr increase in pitch. When he made it to her nose, he could sense her powerful breath on his wet skin and flinched when she lifted her head out of the pond.

A cascade of water dripped from her enormous head as she looked down at him. From his perspective, her appearance seemed almost comical with her toothy mouth almost smiling down at him and small eyes crossed to focus on him, prompting a chuckle from him.

His smile faltered as she lowered her large snout to his chest, giving him a small nudge that pushed his body underwater. “Oof, you want to give me a pat, do you?" he gasped as the air was almost driven out of his lungs, placing his hands on either side of her large snout. “You have to be gentle; I'm not as strong as you," he added softly, feeling her ever so gently rock her head back and forth against his chest and belly. “See? That's it," he said warmly, knowing she was doing her best to accommodate his fragile form.

He watched her large nostrils twitching as she absorbed his scent, her probing snout gradually descending to his belly and groin. Though he had taken one for the team at bars more than once, there was something about such a large creature trying to be gentle that stirred his loins. He felt her snort as she inhaled the scent from his groin and swallowed, saying, "Ah, sorry girl, it's been a hot day." He chuckled, his smile fading as he sensed something large, wet, and warm running between his legs, pressing against his balls and taint. "Whoa, hello there, girl," he exclaimed, holding onto her snout for support. "That's not a-" His words drifted off as he saw the look in her eyes. Her bright, intelligent gaze held his while her tongue stayed pressed against the underside of his length.

He could sense her warmth radiating, cutting through the coolness of the water and stimulating his cock and balls. Both felt his shaft begin to harden against her wet tongue, leaving him speechless.

Her mouth was only partially open, but he could already feel her warm, steamy maw so close to his sensitive skin. She inhaled his scent while slowly exploring his length with her powerful pink tongue. Growing up, she had thankfully never bitten him, and judging by the intense concentration in her eyes, he knew she would be gentle.

A shred of doubt crawled into his consciousness, warning him that the cameras could be turned on at any time, though another part of him shivered at the idea. Being in such an exposed position made his heart beat faster. If caught, he would join the ranks of many others who had been caught with dinosaurs.

All the staff knew about those who engaged in questionable activities with dinosaurs but remained silent due to the park's desire to avoid negative publicity. Public perception of the park was often called into question, so it was more common to turn a blind eye. "Also, who would believe me?" Jim chuckled to himself, knowing that most of the time, it was dinosaurs closer to human size that engaged in lewd activities.

He felt her tongue slowly glide up his cock, rubbing against his sensitive tip. The slick, wet, and almost hot tongue eroded any doubts as she began pressing down again. "Where did you learn this?" he groaned as she held her head still, continuing to stroke and rub his member. He could feel her breathing increase as she devoted his hard length to wet licks, his fingers gripping her snout firmly as he experienced the most exotic oral pleasure he had ever had.

While he wouldn't label it a traditional blowjob, and her lips couldn't create a tight seal to suck him off, he struggled to focus on anything other than the muscular tongue that rolled and swirled around his cock. Occasionally, he would feel his length brush against her teeth, making him jolt—not hard enough to cut, but just enough to remind him he was being pleasured by a predator.

As the minutes passed, she began to discover what pleased him most, sliding her tongue down his length to his balls, cupping them with the tip before turning her head slowly and lifting up. Each time she raised her head, he could see his length pressed against her tongue, framed by her fleshy pink maw.

A small dribble of pre oozed from his tip, only to be sampled by her massive tongue. She paused as the salty liquid stirred something in her primal mind and redoubled her efforts, determined to draw more out of him.

"Mmmmgh, fuck!" Jim groaned as a deep purr resonated through her chest. The sound was almost deafening underwater but also vibrated through her tongue and into his hard flesh.

He could feel himself nearing climax, clinging to her muzzle and slowly rocking his hips in time with her tongue, sliding his cock against her slippery taste buds. Her mouth was warmer and slicker than any woman he had been with, her saliva pooling in his groin and belly as she messily tried to bring him to completion. While she did most of the work, he couldn't help but try to hump harder into her snout, each attempt sending her delightful tongue down against his balls before swirling around and attempting to grip his length as he pulled back and slammed back in.

"Fuck!" Jim groaned, his eyes closed, arms wrapped around her snout. "I'm close. I'm really damn close." He added between clenched teeth, feeling his balls tighten and threaten to release his seed into her inviting maw.

Sensing his imminent climax, she applied more pressure on his cock, starting around his tip before driving down and working his balls as he came undone. Her eyes widened as the first taste of cum splashed against her tongue. Though the volume was nothing compared to that of a bull, the salty masculine flavor sent her mind reeling. Determined to receive as much as possible, she rapidly darted her tongue across his length while he groaned in bliss. Each rope of cum helped unlock dormant instincts she didn't know existed.

Jim's eyes opened, meeting her stunned gaze with a new understanding. As his balls emptied the last of his pent-up seed, she tried to continue her ministrations, her actions almost becoming frustrated as he ceased providing the delightful treat. "Easy, girl, easy," Jim groaned, firmly patting her snout to get her attention. "I'm done, sweetie, that's it." He gasped in relief when she stopped licking his spent cock.

Releasing her snout as she lifted off him and licked her lips, he chuckled as she seemed intently focused on his flavor. He splashed his groin with cool water to wash the mixture of seed and saliva off his skin. "Satisfied?" he asked with a smug smirk, his eyes widening as she rocked back and forth before standing up on her powerful legs.

Daisy surveyed her surroundings before turning toward the bank and walking out of the shallows onto solid ground. Jim watched the trails of water fall loudly from her broad hips and splash on the ground before she looked back at him. His jaw dropped as she rotated her hips, lowering her chest to the ground and hiking her massive tail to one side.

His gaze lingered on the soft textured hide between her thick thighs, her large slit on full display for him alone. Rolling over in the water, he quickly swam to shore before stepping out and walking toward her massive frame. "Sweetie, I'm sorry. I don't think I'm really your... type," he explained. With her vent just above his head, he struggled to figure out how he could satisfy her before realizing his lustful thoughts.

Looking back at him, she seemed to understand the size difference between them and attempted to lower herself to his level. Her strong leg muscles bulged as she squatted down as low as her large legs would allow. With her front claws touching the ground and large legs as compressed as possible, she was still at an awkward height for him. Additionally, the shape of her tail and thick thighs would make penetration impossible for Jim.

He could see the desperate look in her eyes, the female dinosaur cursed to be without a mate for her entire life, denied life's pleasures. He raised a hand and gently stroked the side of her powerful tail, marveling at how he could feel the corded muscles twitch and shudder as he traced closer to her desperate snatch.

"Hmm, okay. Let's see what we can do," he said to her and placed both hands on her tail base. He applied firm pressure to her side and frowned when she shuffled a little in that direction, her inexperience catching up to her as she didn't understand what he was trying to get her to do.

"It's okay, sweetie, lay down. Like you were in the pool," he said, shifting his hands higher on her tail base to apply a downward pressure along with a push to the side.

Allowing him to guide her hips, she rolled them sideways before realizing what he was trying to achieve and flopped to the floor with a heavy crash. "That's it!" Jim said with a voice full of praise. "Let me take care of you," he said softly and stroked where her tail joined her wide hips.

With her on her side, her slit was now at a perfect level for his cock, and he felt his aroused length stir at the possibility of being inside such a powerful creature. "You are so beautiful," he whispered as he stroked her flank, gently teasing his hands across her thick thigh and toward her crease.

Looking down, he knew it wouldn't be a tight fit, but he was determined to show her the pleasures of life. He could feel her body tense as his hands made their way closer to her slit, her warmth radiating through her hide as he continued to stroke closer and closer.

The edges of her slit were quite round, partially engorged with arousal. He gently stroked his palm across the outer edges of her vent before running a finger up the middle of her crease. Her deep rumble of a purr startled him. Looking over her muscular thigh, he could see her head laying against the cool earth, her eyes half-lidded in pleasure as she felt her excitement build.

Sliding a finger inside, he was rewarded with her slick, hot depths, her arousal clinging to his fingers and allowing him to effortlessly glide up and down her slit. "That's it. Just relax and let me take care of you," Jim whispered soothingly.

Bringing his other hand to her folds, he gently parted her heavy lips and observed her wet interior. Despite her sturdy scales and thick hide, her depths were a tender pink color. Crouching slightly, he gently pressed all the fingers of one hand into her depths while holding her other lip back to witness the intimate sight. Her whole body shuddered and quivered in need as she began to experience what a male T-Rex could offer.

Jim withdrew his wet hand and started stroking his erect member while rubbing her mound with his other. His length quickly hardened for round two, and he found himself giddy, the idea of being the first person to do a T-Rex exciting him further until his cock stood proudly at attention. With his hand still covered in her slick arousal, he pumped back and forth before stepping closer to her large opening.

"Are you ready?" He asked, looking over her resting leg to find her staring distantly across the enclosure, trying to comprehend the sensations flooding her brain. Pressing his cock to her lips, he could feel their large size against his sensitive tip, his jaw clenching as he resisted the urge to just slam into her.

He knew she was built to handle something more than his member, but as he slipped into her needy depths, he was surprised by the warmth, wetness, and pressure her tunnel exerted on him. While a male T-Rex might have been longer, thicker, and stronger, he was breathless as he pressed in. The powerful egg-laying muscles of her virgin tunnel quivered and shuddered across his length, feeling as though she was trying to pull him deeper. Even when his hips were flush with her slit, he groaned at the gripping motion she applied. "Fuck, girl, you need this, don't you?" He asked rhetorically, pulling back. A soft whine of disappointment escaped her lips as she lifted her head to look back at him. Her eyes widened slightly as he shoved back in with more pressure than he would with a woman.

Looking into her eyes, he sensed her ability to withstand anything he did, and he started thrusting in a steady rhythm. Her leg muscles twitched as he adjusted his angle, determined to drive his cock as deeply into her as possible and explore sensitive areas. He felt her tense and release a needy whine as his member slipped out and pressed against the lower apex of her slit. A quick adjustment of his hips and a guiding hand, and he slid back in, repeating the stroke across the bottom of her slit. Her entire body shuddered in bliss as the erogenous zone was stimulated by his firm length.

"Oh, you like that, do you?" he said proudly and replicated the motion, her tail flicking against the ground and her back arching in response. "Well, maybe I can get you there," he muttered to himself, thrusting in earnest across her sensitive area.

Hooking his hands onto her thick thigh, he began slamming into her wet depths with all his might. Mouth agape, his breathing became heavy and ragged as he rolled his entire body with every thrust, aiming to deliver what she so desperately needed.

Having already came once, he thought he could continue for some time. However, the intoxicating warmth and wetness slowly eroded his stamina. He could feel her powerful legs convulsing with pleasure under his arms, and her passage rippling with every forceful thrust. A symphony of whines and growls echoed from her throat as she scrunched up her eyes, savoring the pounding he was delivering.

Sweat dripped from his brow, landing on her scaled hips as he continued to deliver his thrusts into the large female. Her slick juices covered his groin, creating wet smacks of skin on scale that filled the enclosure, each thrust driving her pleasure further. Her mouth opened as she began to pant in bliss, her sharp ivory teeth and pink tongue reminding him of her prowess.

Feeling his hips beginning to tire, he adjusted his position, moving slightly further up her long slit while tracing a hand down between them. He saw her look back at him with desperate eyes as the stimulation to her clit waned, only for her beady eyes to bulge when he pressed his hand against the apex of her slit. Pressing in, he found a hard nub the size of a tennis ball and gently squeezed it.

Her reaction was immediate—with her head thrown back she let out a quick, albeit loud, snarl before she curled tight in a ball and arched again. It took all of his coordination to remain behind her legs, thrusting away at her shuddering depths as she was brought closer and closer to a powerful orgasm.

The sensation of having something so powerful under his control was intoxicating. Gently stroking a thumb over her pearl, he gave it a tender squeeze again and sped up his thrusts, feeling his second climax building quickly.

In the corner of his eyes, he noticed her large toes clench, her sharp talons shaking like leaves as her orgasm built further and further before washing over her massive body. He gasped as her entire vagina shuddered, convulsed, and clenched, releasing a cascade of wetness that dribbled down onto the ground. With one arm around her thigh, he felt her muscles tense and continued to thrust his hard cock into her climaxing depths. Her very first orgasm rocketed through her, stealing her breath away. She saw stars, scrunching up her eyes and clenching her jaw before letting out a ground-shaking roar of bliss.

Rapidly stroking her large clit, he aimed to prolong her first climax until the vibrations of her powerful cry reverberated through the ground and her body. The sensation tipped him over the edge, and with a final slam of his cock, he erupted inside her. Fresh seed mixed with her slick arousal, drawn deeper into her body by her contracting walls. His balls tensed up as he released everything he had into her welcoming depths.

Her climax lasted longer than he expected, feeling every shudder and clench of her velvety walls before he slowly softened and slipped out of her large snatch. Giving her clit a gentle stroke for good measure, he withdrew his hand and slumped over her leg.

They both took a moment to catch their breaths, her large chest rising and falling quickly as she panted with her mouth open. Stepping back, Jim couldn't help but look down at her dripping slit. While glistening with her own arousal, he felt a certain level of satisfaction when he saw a small dribble of his own pearly white seed leaking from her no longer virgin opening.

She lifted her head and continued to pant as he walked around her large, sprawled legs, approaching her giant head. As he reached up, she allowed him to guide her muzzle down, emitting a happy murmur as he stroked her chin.

During this tender moment, he could feel her warm breath against his wet skin and tensed when her tongue rolled over his used member. The sensitive organ protested at the stimulation, but he didn't complain as she cleaned their combined juices from his body.

Her strong, muscular tongue explored his flaccid member and balls before gliding over his thighs and up towards his belly and chest. Her nostrils flared to take in their mixed scent, committing it to memory while he continued to stroke her large snout. He smiled as she lifted her head up his body until they were eye level, and she licked his face as if to say thank you.

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Jim absentmindedly pushed his cereal around his bowl. The cheap plastic chairs of the break room offered little comfort, yet he hardly paid any attention as his mind wandered to the blissful night's sleep he had and the dreams of his Daisy filling his thoughts.

"Yo, Jim!" called a voice from across the hall. Looking up, he saw his manager staring at him with an unimpressed look on his face. "I thought I told you to fix Daisy's pool," he said, frowning at Jim's smirk.

Shaking his head, Jim quickly replied, "I did it yesterday; she clogged the inlet of her pond."

"Well, looks like she clogged it again. Can you sort it out?"

Jim nodded with a knowing smirk and stood up from the break room table. "Coming right up."