He tilts his head back, his tongue reaching into her slit. Xxx He looks down at her black hooves, then lets his blue eyes run up those long, thin legs that he knows are deceivingly strong. He looks down at her black hooves, then lets his blue eyes run up those long, thin legs that he knows are deceivingly strong. He drinks the rest of it, still watching her. He soon feels her draw close to that bliss again, feels her body tensing, her voice growing harsh and ragged again. Her other hand grips the bed post as he keeps licking. “No,” he takes a small step back, smelling the delicate scent of her, like a clear babbling stream, or a forest after a rain. She slips the marble into his mouth, but before he can spit it out, those hands of hers prove their strength,
