In a symphony of slurps and groans, a circle of eager mouths surround the black bull, their eyes locked onto his throbbing, veiny cock. The room is thick with anticipation as he strokes his meat, his hand moving faster and faster. The first volunteer leans in, her tongue flicking out to catch a bead of pre-cum, her eyes rolling back in pleasure. One by one, each mouth takes a turn, their tongues lapping at the head, their lips sliding down the shaft. The bull's body tenses, and with a roar, he begins to cum, thick, creamy loads of skeet painting each face, dripping down chins, and coating eager tongues.