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| 1 | >She has you on a leash. | |
| 2 | >She's ten feet tall. | |
| 3 | >A chestnut-brown mare with white socks. | |
| 4 | >Her body ripples with muscle, hidden by short fur. | |
| 5 | >"Come." She breaths, huskily. | |
| 6 | >You follow, your feet shuffling forward at her command. | |
| 7 | >She leans back on the stool and spreads her legs open. | |
| 8 | >Her pussy is huge. | |
| 9 | >Thick black lips slightly spread to reveal her bright pink insides. | |
| 10 | >A clit, the size of your thumb, is sitting on top like a cherry on ice cream. | |
| 11 | >"Kneel." | |
| 12 | >You drop almost immediately, desperate to get closer to those big glossy lips. | |
| 13 | >She giggles gently as she tugs on your leash. | |
| 14 | >You lean forward, cock harder than it's ever been. | |
| 15 | >"Mmmm. Like what you see my pet?" | |
| 16 | >You nod. | |
| 17 | >"Good. Now. Eat." | |
| 18 | >She places her hand on the back of your head and shoves your forward into her. | |
| 19 | >You're immediately soaked with the oily juice of this horse. | |
| 20 | >You begin to lick and nibble on her outer lips, the folds gently molding to your tongue as it slides up and down her slit. | |
| 21 | >The moisture and heat is amazing and her musk is oppressively strong. | |
| 22 | >It makes your work harder and faster to scoop out more of that sweet fluid with your tongue. | |
| 23 | >You feel her clit wink against your upper lip. | |
| 24 | >You clamp your lips on it and suck. | |
| 25 | >She throws her lead back and pushes your deeper, grinding her hips on your face. | |
| 26 | >You begin flicking your tongue against the face of the nub and she looses it. | |
| 27 | >Her legs snap tight around your head and back, keeping you right there as she humps her pussy into your mouth. | |
| 28 | >She cums. | |
| 29 | >Her cum gushes out onto your chin and neck with you trying to get as much as you can into your mouth. | |
| 30 | >Eventually, she comes down and unlocks her legs, letting your fall back and get some clean air into your lungs. | |
| 31 | >She sits on the stool panting, chest heaving and smiles at you. | |
| 32 | >She crawls off the seat and lays down next to you. | |
| 33 | >"Thank you darling. I needed that." | |
| 34 | >You pet her head, letting your fingers run though her mane. | |
| 35 | >She smiles. | |
| 36 | >"Good night. My husband." |
