Watching the bull approach me scares me to the core. I am frozen in place as he finally reaches. He smiles and grabs me in a bearhug squeezing tightly. I gasp for air and then cough noticing a scent around the bull. It smell of a heavy musk and sweat and I realize that the bull wasn't covered in oil. That is just his sweat and now I'm covered in it, gross! The bull continues squeezing me very tightly and it's harder and harder for me to catch my breath. I am on the verge of blacking out when the squeezing stop. I am seeing stars and I am barely limp in his grasp when I see his face close to mine. His breath stinks and I cringe away from him. He is strong enough to hold me with one hand so he uses his other hand to bring my face to his and kissed me deeply.
I have never been kissed before so I am immediately overwhelmed. I feel his tongue going as far into my mouth as possible and exploring everything it touches. It's long enough to when he decides it time, he sticks it as far into my throat as he can, the audience sees my throat bulge out and I can't breathe whatsoever. He pulls out of my throat only to stick it back in again. Everytime he pulls out I make a gasp for air and he sees that as an opportunity to go back in again. Spit dripping down our mouths and once again, I am on the verge of blacking out when he stops and I'm dropped to the ground. I happen to have seen the clock and it says there are still 3 minutes and 56 seconds left.
I don't know how much longer I can do this.
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