Rowynn and Myrisa (A little continuation)

[11:08] [user]Rowynn Leigh[/user]: [sub]Hello again, centauress friend![/sub]
[11:09] [user]Myrisa[/user]: [sub]Hey there perv![/sub]
[11:09] [user]Rowynn Leigh[/user]: [sup]How're yah?[/sup]
[11:09] [user]Myrisa[/user]: [sub]Pretty good! Just chilling right about now.[/sub]
[11:10] [user]Rowynn Leigh[/user]: [sub]Cool cool! Wanted to come and ask if you wanted to keep on going, but seeing as you're just chilling I don't want to impose![/sub]
[11:11] [user]Myrisa[/user]: [sub]Hmm!...Don't mind if I do. I've got food in like two hours but we could get some stuff done~[/sub]
[11:11] [user]Rowynn Leigh[/user]: [sub]Great! Then it was your response! :3[/sub]
[11:19] *[user]Myrisa[/user] had her doughnut sucked, such a weird and perverse gesture! She would have teased Rowynn whether she knew that her nips weren't there but the agile, fat tongue squirming back into the fat backdoor caused her to simply shudder and moan in sheepish delight. She definitely was a bit sensitive back there, devoid of a plump pussy her asshole being the only place able to receive such affections; considering how easily the Taurus could rim her it was clear she was no stranger to affections back there, just not of this kind! Taste of the centaur's rear lingering on the tongue as it manages to pull itself out of the squeezing depths, Myrisa couldn't help but mewl a little, her behind feeling oddly empty. "A-Ah, magic?" The centauress quickly looked back and appeared a bit pensive, though the worry seems to have melted as her glistening pucker was circled by a very suggestively-looking plants, biting her lip in anticipation. "I...Go ahead! Seems like Rowynn had a way to get around her lack of cock, something that the centauress tried to repay once the moo stood before her. With an almost hungry sort of look she reached out to gently wrap fingers around the large nipple rings, nostrils flaring at the sheer mixture of smells. This did not deter the woman, however, and as her lover got close enough she'd find a pair of lips firmly, large tongue tentatively slipping in between them. "M-Mmmm..."
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[11:29] *[user]Rowynn Leigh[/user] eyes widened a little at the sudden tug of those fat, pink sweaty nipples but her eyes, and expression, quickly eased up once their lips connected. The miniature bovine let out a low rumble deep from within her chest as her eyes closed, her plump pink petals coated with the smells and intoxicating aroma of her partner pressed up and against the centauress' own clean lips. Her huge, fat pink tongue would find itself squirming past her own lips and in-between Myrisa's, pushing right into her mouth and beginning to taste the wet cavern, swirling around and twisting around the centauress' own tongue in the most sensual of dances. Occasionally she'd break the kiss only to delve right back in, with those sweaty, hands dragging themselves up lover's toned, sun-kissed upper body to find that hefty chest of hers, her index finger and her thumb would find those perky nipples and proceeded to clamp down upon them, gently twisting or pulling on them as Rowynn kept such a passionate, yet lewd and raunchy kiss going. Even going so far as to gather some spit, and mix and snowball it with Myrisa's own fluids and keep passing it back and forth with Rowynn seemingly so joyful and happy as her tail swayed to and fro contentedly. Her fingers would release those plump nubs, letting her breasts jostle back gently into place as the palm of her hands were suddenly place over the nipples and her fingers dove right into the soft flesh of her breasts, beginning to squeeze and knead them, letting out a muffle moo right into her lover's mouth. As that all went down, right at the centauress' behind, that lewd looking vine-like tendril seemingly acted as thick and almost like a cock, with some smaller vines adorning its length to act as veins, that swollen cock head that sat at the very end would pull it's sticky, dripping self back and align with that abused and eaten out hole. It then slowly moved forward and pressed in with a very wet [b]scchllllk![/b] as it slowly slipped in, the spit from the prior actions and now this new mixture to act as pre-cum began to fill the centauress' hot and wet insides as the tendril kept pushing its way in, pulsing with desire and letting out a sudden hot spurt of it's thick, sticky, and gooey frothy pre, coating the inner muscles in it, only to pull back slowly with the puffed up skin of that doughnut seemingly trying to chase after it, only for the tendril to push back in suddenly.. then back.. and forth.. back and forth.. in a rhythmic yet deep fashion to pleasure her new horse partner.
[11:40] *[user]Myrisa[/user] blushed furiously at the little dance their wide, hybrid tongues were performing, tasting and caressing each other. Though her chest was small compared to Rowynn she was no small girl by any definition, moo's hands finding plenty of soft, pliant flesh and really rather pronounced nipples to work over. Her entire body shuddered and muffled moaning resounded between their lips at the twisting and tugging, the centauress sinking her palms within the moo's own titflesh, groping, kneading, enjoying the slick, hot mammaries that were not too long ago hugging her enormous cock which, by the by, was beginning to stir back to life proper, gently bumping up against her underbelly and forming a small puddle beneath her from precum. The kiss awfully noisy and sloppy, Myrisa seemed hesitant at first but soon enough gave in to her lover spit swapping, rivulets of drool escaping around the corners of her mouth. Rowynn can definitely tell when that fat pucker gets flattened and then springs back out, hungrily wrapping itself around the invading vines, lewdly stretched and causing all sorts of dirty fleshy noises to emanate from the rear. Myrisa shuddered and whimpered against Rowynn, breaking their messy kiss to bury her head in the crook of the moo's shoulder as her backdoor was steadily being stretched and filled, giving her such a sense of fullness. "G-Gods...It's deep..." Quietly mewling, shuddering at the hot goo coating her clenching inner walls, fat, bulbous prostate at its mercy. Her body shook back and forth a few inches with every ass-filling thrust that sent the two's breasts squishing and gliding against each other, the centaur's hans desperately seeking something to hold onto; they find a fine target in form of Rowynn's behind, fingers roughly digging into the fat, wide rump and holding on for dear life.

"Nnnh...Nnnh..."
[11:52] *[user]Rowynn Leigh[/user] and that fat, wide and freckled pink rump was definitely something to hold onto. The flesh so soft and smooth and silky, as well as so fat and hefty, serving as the perfect grip and also the perfect thing to fondle if need be. There was so much of it, it seemed like a never ending ocean of malleable and tender flesh, even the centauress' hands couldn't cover the entirety of those cheeks! The mini-moo was a shortstacked to the T, stacked doubly so! But while she held on for seemingly dear life, Rowynn simply smiled, reaching up with one hand and caressing it gently through Myrisa's locks, letting her fingers find themselves against her scalp and delivering gentle little scritches and scratches to help her relax some more. She then decided to speak. "I'm glad you're enjoying it.. I wouldn't have it any other way.." Her tone of voice was soft.. yet almost motherly. One thing about Rowynn was for sure and that she was kind and somewhat had a motherly personality to whoever she met, especially after being so raunchy. Though what Myrisa did get a facefull of was her own masculine stench of arousal and musk from her behind and from her service to that very much masculine cock and balls. It filled her nostrils with the smell of virility and arousal from before. Not to mention the sweat that got smeared a little on her face due to the small cow being so sweaty from being down there, in this heat! Now for what was happening behind, that thick vine only seemed to get a little thicker as time went on, each pulse or throb that came with it sent those vine-veins flaring up and pressing against the inner walls, rubbing against them and also shooting out a thick rope of hot, bubbly and frothy pre to coat more of her insides as that massive tendril moved in and out deeply and slowly. Each thrust in only served to squeeze the walls against it due to its size, which meant squeezing that sensitive prostate too, and thanks to it not being so attached to a singular person, it could move or wiggle freely at certain angles to hit certain spots. That it did, tilting at just the right angle to gently push itself against that bulging prostate, even spurting more of it's hot pre onto it to add to the sensation, though the tendril was careful. She didn't want to hurt her or pop it or anything, so she was very gentle about it, all she wanted to do was make her cum again from such stimulation. Ontop of all of this, Myrisa would find herself still feeling that emitting warmth, but specifically from that area, pulsing around her body, relaxing her muscles, even helping her recover from any fatigue or any aches. The druid's abilities were certainly something to behold!
[11:55] [user]Myrisa[/user] has logged out.