As the sun beat down on the rural landscape, a majestic bull made his way to a secluded spot, driven by a primal urge that had been building up inside him. His thick, muscular body moved with a deliberate slowness, as if savoring the anticipation of what was to come. The bull's eyes were fixed on a small, unassuming structure in the distance - a gloryhole where he knew he would find relief and pleasure.

As he approached the gloryhole, the bull's excitement grew, his breathing becoming more labored and his movements more agitated. He positioned himself at the opening, his thick member quivering with anticipation. On the other side of the wall, a talented mouth waited to service him, and the bull couldn't wait to feel those skilled lips wrap around him. The servicing began, and the bull was in heaven - he loved being edged over and over, his pleasure building to almost unbearable heights.

The servicing continued, with the mouth working its magic on the bull's straining member. He was edged repeatedly, his orgasm teased out to almost impossible lengths. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the bull reached his climax, unleashing a torrent of cum into the waiting mouth. The recipient took it all in stride, swallowing every last drop of the deep throatpie that had been so expertly crafted. As the bull pulled away from the gloryhole, he felt sated but also strangely exhilarated - already looking forward to his next visit and another opportunity to indulge in this most intimate of pleasures.