Reward Art: Tisha the Goth Cowgirl GF (Patreon)

Early morning art drop by https://twitter.com/BardBossa.  Technically an overdue piece, the original artist canceled so I got some makeup with them. I absolutely love how it came out, and that's about it. Just Tisha the happy, dummy thick anthro cow who's really into human/goth fashion looking ready for her date.

The boob window and the Black Parade shirt were entirely their idea (which I also love).

Her full story's at https://www.hentai-foundry.com/stories/user/luffy316/60439/Goth-Cowgirl-GF and https://www.patreon.com/posts/72572944.

We sat together on the couch, directly side by side with my dorky gothy  friend turned busty hot girlfriend. We sorted ourselves out, shifting  awkwardly to find where we could comfortably put our arms and hands. I  ended up with an arm around her shoulder, keeping her close and one big  warm breast resting against the side of my chest. She ended up leaning  her head on my shoulder with her head tipped to keep her horn tucked  behind my neck for safe keeping.

I turned on the Last Castle that we’d been talking about watching  together, but it quickly became background noise. Every shift or shuffle  one of us took just rubbed us together, squishing me against her furry  marshmallow pillow of a body. Neither of us seemed capable of focusing  or sitting still. Tish’s snout nuzzled against my neck, sending shivers  down my spine and into my crotch. I needed an outlet and the only way I  could imagine was to turn and kiss her like I was making up for all the  missed opportunities.

We quickly got hot and heavy. It was on both of our minds since our  first kiss left us wanting more. She ran her hands through my hair to  hold me against her tasty black lips and my hands couldn’t go anywhere  but her tits. They were already mashed up against my chest so I helped  keep them there with two big handfuls of her milky rack. They felt so  warm and heavy, sinking my fingers in to keep exploring her body. Her  necklaces jangled together, the thicker ones clattering like little  cowbells as she stuffed as much of her thick cow tongue into my mouth as  she could without overflowing me with spit.

Tisha was clearly onboard but went even further as she pulled at the  neckline of her top. It proved to be tight but quite stretchy, as a lot  of the curvy cow’s outfits tended to be. The material pushed past my  greedy fingertips until her white-speckled breasts spilled out over her  top.

Seeing her huge, bouncing udders out and her big, eager eyes staring at  me had me rock hard and ready to do anything for Tisha. Like that wasn’t  enough to get my heart and balls in a vice, Tish caught my eye and said  softly “I love you…”

“I love you!” I hastily agreed.

“Always did. I was just too dumb to know it.”

Tisha’s ears flicked and danced back and forth.

“Mmkay… but can we keep doing the thing…?”

“Definitely,” I panted as I leaned right back into kissing and feeling her up.