Fuck Cindy right here
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Current revision as of 00:47, 3 September 2014
You decide "Fuck the consequences!" and reach down to release your aching cock. You brush the head of your horse dick lightly on the way to remove your shorts which causes you to flex it ever so slightly. A resounding "rrrriiiip" greets your ears as your flimsy shorts tear away. You can hear Cindy's breathing become deeper and more labor as she watches your cock bust loose, flinging what's left of your shorts across the path.
Gently, you lay Cindy down on the bench, one of her chubby thighs hanging over the edge. You begin to prod her opening with the dripping head of your dick, mixing male and female juices as you prepare for ultimate pleasure. Cindy suddenly bucks upwards, impaling herself on at least half of your member. You grin at her eagerness and begin to slowly pump in and out of her dripping snatch, taking immense pleasure in the lewd squelching noises coming from between you and from Cindy's sharp barks of pleasure. Soon, you are fully immersed in fucking this rotund sex goddess and grunt each time your heavy balls slap her ass.
Sooner than you would like, you feel your balls start to contract and the tell-tale tingle of your orgasm begin. You try to warn Cindy, but there is no time as your massive load rushes up your shaft, stretching Cindy's pussy even wider with each pulse. This intermittent pulsing and the swelling of your flared cock head pushes your bear fuck buddy over the edge. Her eyes open wide, seeing nothing, as she gasps and drools and twitches through what appears to be an incredible orgasm.
When you come down from your high, you notice that Cindy has passed out with a smile on her face. As your cock softens, it slides luxuriously out of her stretched pussy with a wet plop, your mingled juices flowing down and out onto the bench and pooling around Cindy's backside. You adjust her sundress to try and maintain some decorum, but you know it is a weak attempt at best and it is still obvious what happened here. "Oh well," you decide, "she certainly wasn't complaining."
| Furry Status (you) | ||
| Health | 100 | Equipment:
Athletic Shirt, Cloth Headband |
| Gender | Male | |
| Species | Horse | |
