Horse Prison Thread Story 3 *Warning* CUDDLES

>"A-Anon!"
>The mare whispers in your grasp
>"If- Ah, if you don't stop I'm g-, I'm going to..."
>She cuts off with a soft exhale mid-sentence
>You pay her warnings no heed, continuing your ministrations
>For weeks this mare had been taking care of you, helping to release your frustrations
>Tonight you're going to pay her back
>You're going all the way, no stops, nothing held back
>The mare writhes gently on top of you, hooves kicking feebly in the still night
>Creamy's moans echo softly in your cell, barely above a whisper
>If she were caught in such a compromising position, it might cost her more than her job
>From the way her body responds to your touch, you don't think she's going to keep caring about such things for much longer
>Sure enough, her wordless groans peak in intensity, almost loud enough to be heard above your own laboured breathing
>Taking care of a mare is tough business
>"Ahn~ A-Anon!"
>With one last exhale, Cookies'n'Cream finishes, her form going limp in your arms
>Poor girl wore herself out
>Damn if it doesn't make you feel like a man though
>You curl up around your evening cuddleslut/ticklebuddy and fall asleep beside her