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Her Grandest Performance

Once the cameras stopped rolling, Arnika shifted back and forth until she was on her feet, with Sanfrit eagerly returning to his back yard to be with the other dog that was there. Presumably his mate, Yalena. "Well that was fun." Arnika muttered to herself as she hobbled over to the neighbour's yard to tie the dog up there, ensuring nobody would know she borrowed him. Then, when she returned, she saw Natasha checking the video on the camera's screen. "And thanks for your help! I bet you got some wonderful shots in there, didn't you?"

Natasha looked up from the view-finder and smiled a toothy grin. "Oh yeah, and this new camera gets the juicy bits in better detail than any camera I've ever seen before! Great stuff! Wanna see?" She turned the camera around for Arnika to get a good look, watching the part where the dog's cock popped out of her.

"Oh wow, would you look at that! Love the look of distended lips like that, stretched taut. I hope my viewers like that angle, too. Oh, and there we go, gaping pussy with cum waterfall. Is that the proper term? Cum waterfall?" She giggled to herself a bit as her tail wagged, proud of her production. Her lips and pussy were both still sore, and the throbbing continued with every beat of her heart, but it was a good pain, one that existed as a reminder of what she accomplished.

Part of her wanted to give herself a rub, but she knew that would be quite uncomfortable and might even sting thanks to how swollen she was. There was a slight fear even that she might have gotten a few micro-tears after the extraction of the knot. Not dangerous - very common in canines - but still a little unpleasant. She'd need a day to heal before she touched herself again.

Natasha yipped a bit in agreement, smiling as a playful growl escaped her lips. "Can't wait to see it posted! I'm a subscriber, you know!"

Arnika drooped an ear and made a curious sound. "You are? But why? You help me make the videos; some of them, anyway."

"Sometimes I show my friends, and it helps to get people interested. It's only a few coin per month, anyway." She shrugged and opened the door behind her to guide both herself and Arnika back in. "You should probably get inside if you're naked like that. I bet you're giving the neighbours a bit of a show. Come, come."

The two of them slipped back into the kitchen, closing the sliding glass door behind them as Arnika shut the camera off. She took the memory card out and decided that it was time to go downstairs and compile this video in its entirety, giving people something fun to look at. The last one got quite a few new subscribers, but this was what she was known for and dog stuff tended to get the most attention. Well, all feral/anthro stuff did. "Alright, well I'm going to disappear into the dungeon for a bit, get this edited and posted before the night. I'll meet you back upstairs later?"

Natasha opened the fridge and grabbed a few pepperoni snacks. "Actually, I was planning on coming down to chat with ya. I have nothing planned for the afternoon, could maybe play something on your TV while you're editing that, if that's okay with you."

"Sure, no problem, just try to keep it down while I'm concentrating. You know how it is." Her tongue stuck out the end of her muzzle as she smiled. Then, before she headed for the door to the basement, she grabbed one of the hanging links of pepperoni snacks that Natasha held, biting a huge chunk off the end. "Thanks!"

Both the girls headed down into Arnika's room - the door-less dungeon where she filmed many of her solo videos - where they both sat down at the computer desk. Arnika was in her working swivel chair while Natasha slumped down in the recliner in front of the big-screen TV. She turned on the game console and propped up her feet on the rest while Arnika immediately went to work.

"Alright, now I get to make this magic, even moreso than it is by default!" The computer was already on, so she typed her password, slipped the memory card into the front of the tower, and opened the video editing software. She also logged into her chat programs and email to let Ilorek know that she had another production she was ready to post; maybe he'd work his magic and help get it some extra views; as producer, he was very good at generating attention. "To my dearest Ilorek, just wanted you to know that I have another video for you that I'll be uploading within the hour. Pretty juicy stuff, calling it the Pet Next Door; that title will certainly get people talking. Anyway, I was thinking about coming back to the ranch for a consultation about my next video. Will you be around tomorrow morning? At the party, I saw something that intrigued me and I want to explore some options. Many warm regards; Arnika." She mumbled aloud as she typed, then made an exaggerated motion as she clicked the button to send it.

Natasha had a controller in her hand as the game loaded - some gothic horror action platforming game - as she groaned. "Damn, do I have to go with you to help film at the ranch? And what's the thing that intrigued you? Wasn't that stallion, was it?"

Arnika's cheeks flushed pink under her white fur, making it clear that Natasha was quite correct. "Uh, yeah? Why, you wanna watch and help?"

"Nope, that guy scares me. I'm pretty, uh, malleable, but there's no way I'd be able to handle a beast like that. What do you want on your grave stone?" She would have went on talking, but the game finished loading and she focused her concentration on the myriad horrors that jumped at her from the shadows. In game, at least.

She couldn't help but laugh a bit at the grave stone comment. "Oh, nothing at all, I'm invincible - if nothing else, I'm sure Ilorek will have some spare potions to help me out, just in case. Dude is a chemist with a history of magical arts and has a masters degree in Magic and Science. He knows how to make one hell of an awesome potion." Her mind wandered back to Oceris, the studly stallion that she had seen the previous night at the party, and her nether lips started to feel sore as the blood rushed to them.

He was exactly what she needed inside her. His golden brown colors, yellow highlights and black accents were absolutely gorgeous; she loved the thick feathering around his hooves, the girth of his neck, and the many muscles that lined his form. She'd been with a drafter before - even with a biped clydesdale - but had never been with a stallion that big. He was tall, thickly built, and had a scent that tickled her nostrils just right with the pheromones needed to make her weak at the knees.

Yet at the same time, Natasha was right. Arnika hadn't exactly gotten the best look at the stallion's package, but based on the meatiness of his sheath, he was likely massive - too big even for her hungry cunt. Well, that's what potions were for if it came to that. She'd been quite thoroughly abused in the past and was sure she could handle him. She was the best of size queens, after all.

She had completely blanked for a few minutes while fantasizing about the sheer size of Oceris' undercarriage, so she shook herself free of her lewd thoughts and focused her mind on the editing.

Creating a video from scratch was actually pretty easy. All she had to do was copy and paste the raw footage into the video editing software, add some titles at the end, and give credit at the end once the sign-off was done. She believed in unedited footage the best she could, and only cut out the extra stuff at the beginning and the end. The parts where she walked around awkwardly or went out to get the dog were all part of the charm, giving her a feeling of being a down-home girl with admiration for the pets in her area.

She did scour the video to see if there were any instances of landmarks or identifying information that would give her location away, but the most recognizable thing that could be seen was her back yard fence, and unless someone actually lived in the area saw her videos, nobody would recognize it. Of course, that thought sent a shiver down her spine that made her tail stop wagging behind her. What if someone recognized her and tried to get close to her? "Ugh." She shuddered, loathing the thought.

"What?" Natasha asked. "Thoughts of...I dunno, blood or something?"

"Naw, just had a brief thought about what would happen if someone found me through the videos and decided to pay me a visit. Internet creepers; yeah, that's a comforting thought."

"What do you mean? I thought you had no problem with your viewers? Didn't you once make a note that you were happy to say hi if you met someone on the street?" Natasha was still focused on her game, on the verge of what looked like a boss battle.

Arnika shrugged. "Yeah, if they happen to see and recognize me. What if someone actually sought me out, tried to find me, and stalked me? Again, Ugh." She let out another visible shudder before shaking herself off and returning to her computer screen. "Either way, I think I'll just post this and see how that goes."

"Sounds good; I'm about to fight the Tangled Root of the Tree of Death, so I'll be a little distracted. You do your thing, okay? I bet I'll die a lot." She stuck her tongue out a bit as she concentrated, eyes narrowed at the screen.

Unfortunately, Arnika didn't really have much else to do. Once she finished the beginning and end bumpers, the rest was really just waiting for the file to render in such a way that it was compressed for internet streaming without a loss in quality. That would take a few hours, anyway, and it was mid-afternoon; She should probably spend some time getting dinner, maybe watching a movie. By the time it's done rendering, she could return and upload it - another process that would take at least an hour. This video wasn't going to be up until she was nearly ready to sleep the night off.

Once she pressed the button to start the render, she spun her chair around and decided to take some time to clean and tidy her area. She wanted to ensure that her mini-studio was always clean and proper - if folks saw mess in her videos they'd assume she was a slob or just dirty. While some folks liked that, she wanted to maintain a sense of elegance and maturity while also being playful and lewd. The kind of dirty she wanted to share was not clutter and dirt, but bodily fluids and lots of them.

She got her vaccuum to clean up the floor, coiled the cables of the camera and the various lights, made her bed, put her dirty laundry in the hamper, and made sure the trinkets and collectibles on her shelf were all lined up just right. There was a towel rack on her wall and a shelf with a dozen other towels and cloths to the side right next to her studio - easy for cleaning up after a messy shoot if she wasn't just going to clean up with her mouth.

Eventually, she heard a sound of clanging pans and plates upstairs. Must have been Trisani. "So, Nat, did Trisani say she was planning on making dinner tonight?"

"Oh, yeah, Linguine and meatballs with garlic bread or something. She started the sauce last night; not sure if you noticed. She's probably making the meatballs now." Natasha didn't take her eyes off the screen, since she was dodging and weaving around the attacks of a grotesquely twisted tree-bark-covered monster with long tendril-like fingers that looked like roots.

"Ooooh, that sounds delicious. I should put something on and help her out while she's doing that. The video's going to take a while to render into the file I need to post, so...yeah!" She grabbed a skirt and tank top from her dresser and headed up the stairs, leaving Natasha in her room, alone. When upstairs, she did in fact see Trisani fiddling around in a large bowl of what smelled like a blend of minced beef and pork, tossing ingredients in it like bread crumbs, garlic, cheese, spices, seasonings, and other additives to give them a wonderful flavor.

"Hey there. Do you like spice in your sauce?" Trisani asked. "Because I was going to chop up some jalapenos and put some chili powder in the marinara to give it a kick."

Arnika's ears perked up as she sniffed at the air. "Smells like you already did."

"Yeah, sorry, didn't think about it last night."

"That's alright, I like a bit of a kick in my food. Not too hot, I hope."

"Naw, just a bit of heat. I'm not a sadist, just a bit of a masochist, is all! Wanna help me roll these meatballs?" Trisani asked as she punched at the mound of mince meat, blending in the ingredients and rolling them over each other until everything was incorporated evenly. She had latex gloves on, because if she didn't then her fur would get in the meat and though fur was a fact of life, nobody wants that in meatballs.

Arnika grabbed her dedicated pair of gloves and nodded enthusiastically. "Sure, been a while since I did something with meat balls other than suck on them!" She couldn't help but giggle a bit at her joke.

Trisani simply gave her a sidelong glance followed by a dismissive shake of her head. "You with the terrible sex jokes. Funny. Anyway here, You do this half and I'll do the other half, balls about three centimeters across. Going for bite size, easy to enjoy. The noodle dough has already been rolled, just needs to be flattened in the minutes before we eat. I'll take care of that. Anyway, I bought a new movie online, horror, got some good reviews. Called Conjuration of the 14th, something about demons and spirits and possession, I dunno. I don't follow horror that much but I know you and Nat like that shit, so I picked it up."

Arnika thanked her and helped with the rolling of the meatballs before calling down to Natasha to kick her tail into high gear and come up to enjoy the movie. All the while, her mind started to drift to all sorts of naughty scenarios that could theoretically break out with the three of them in the kitchen together. She could clean her gloves off and then fist someone, or have them fist her. Could use tongs to spread her lips open, gape for the camera, get smacked with a wooden spoon. All sorts of kinky utensils could be used on her like toys; maybe she could challenge herself to see how many handles could fit in her all at once.

All great ideas for videos some time, but she was supposed to be focusing on the food and the movie for now. The Television was set up in the right area of her living room so that, when standing on the opposite side of the kitchen island, they could watch from afar. That was perfect, and allowed Arnika to offer a paw to Trisani to help press and slice the noodles when the meatballs were done and baking in the oven with chives and some parmesan topping. Delicious.

The movie actually turned out to be really good. Pretty spooky, well directed, with great visual effects and subtle elements that really added to the depth of the lore. As a certain type of filmmaker herself, Arnika loved to analyze the making of good movies and television, and could see when something just wasn't working with better clarity than most. It was a unique skill that often pissed off others when she got onto one of her rants about the terrible cinematography or silly writing in a movie when the others were enjoying it.

With the noodles finished and the meatballs resting on the counter, Trisani shredded four kinds of cheese - Cheddar, marble, gouda, and jalapeno monterey jack - and mixed up a special garlic butter with chili flakes in it to put the finishing touches on the appetizer that would go with the food.

Hours passed, all three enjoyed a hearty meal with deliciously sharp cheesy bread, home made noodles, home made marinara, and home made meat balls with enough left over to literally supply them all week with lunches.

When the movie-going experience was over, Arnika offered to do dishes, only to see Trisani had done all but the plates when they were cooking. That worked for her, so she swept the floor of their fur - something they needed to do twice daily - and did the remainder of dishes before finishing up and going back down to her room. She saw her game console was still turned on, so she tried to save Natasha's progress before remembering it was all auto-save, then shut the console off.

She was happy to see that in the hours between before and now, the video had been fully rendered and was available to upload, so she went ahead, logged into her site as admin, and posted it. The upload said it'd take 75 minutes or so (Just under an hour in Dalon) so she decided that it was time to retire for the night. Her belly was full of pasta and bread and meat, and she was in coma mode. Plus, she might be leaving for Ilorek's ranch the following morning and needed to be alert.

The last thing she remembered before curling up in a blanket and calling it a night was a buzz on her dresser as her phone notified her of a message. It was Ilorek sending a text back.

"Hey there sweetie! Looking forward to having you over tomorrow. Just, you know, don't come too early, the place is still a bit of a mess from the roast. See you soon. Beaknuzzles!" She read aloud, smiling as she imagined the tall, usually stoic and mature Ilorek doing a cutesy pose as he cried out 'beak nuzzles'.

With that confirmation in mind, she curled up to her pillow and went to sleep, the tightness of her inner thighs squeezing her vulva tight together.

Arnika was groggy when she woke the next morning. The actions that she took when making the video and cooking dinner the night before left her a little exhausted beyond normal means. Of course, when she looked out the window, she could see that the sun had just barely risen and the skies were still overcast and dark. It couldn't have been any later than five in the morning; even with an early to sleep mentality that didn't suddenly mean she was early to rise.

The taste in her mouth was kinda grimy, so she lapped at the roof of her maw while rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She rolled onto her back and yawned while she stretched, arching her back and flexing her tail before flopping onto her side while kicking her legs out over the side of the bed. Her eyes were gummed up with the sleep crusties, which she used a claw to dig out.

"I need a tea. Green." She muttered to herself as she stumbled to her feet, tail out far back for balance. It was too early to get dressed and her roommates were certainly not up at this time, so she pulled herself up the stairs by the railing until she made it to the kitchen, boiled a pot of water, and grabbed a cup and green tea bag. She stood and tapped the pads of her feet on the floor, waiting for the kettle to beep at her, yawning every few minutes as more of an act of impatience than fatigue.

Part of her hoped that one of her roommates would see her naked, or maybe the neighbor would see the black of her plump lips while letting Yelena and Sanfrit out on their leashes for the day. Though mostly shy when not on camera, she just loved being watched, revered, and fapped to. Total exhibitionist. Of course, she had the body for it, so why not?

She wasn't as sore as she was the night before and actually felt quite good and invigorated, so she was eager to see what Ilorek had in mind for her or if she'd get to ride Oceris. That stallion made her weak in the knees every time her mind wandered back to the brief stint of time they spent together while at the roast. The stud never left her mind as she had her cup of tea, got dressed with a blue and black skirt/tank top, checked her phone messages, and left. She wasn't sure if Natasha and Trisani had stuck around overnight, but she was particularly careful about ensuring her home was never left unlocked unless she was certain there was someone inside.

She seriously considered calling a cab to get to the ranch, but she was somewhat athletic and didn't mind a bit of exercise so she plugged in her headphones and put on some music, jogging all the way to Ilorek's. It was quite early, so the streets were clear and the sun wasn't at its full heat yet.

The trip took her nearly an hour - much of it spent walking in between bursts of jogging that would last up to fifteen minutes at a time - but when she finally made it to the farmland lining the rim of the city, she was happy to see the peak of Ilorek's home poking out from behind two hills that were in front of the fenced in fields. She continued jogging up the driveway, stopping only to marvel at the animals that were out in the fields, including Horses, Dragons, Gryphons, Ulokars, some cows, and even a few goats and sheep in there, too. All the times she'd been here she didn't even know he had anything other than horses, cows, and the single gryphon.

Still, she was an animal person, so she paused to step off the pathway and into the long grass beside the fence, snapping her fingers and whistling until one of the dragons came over. He was brown-scaled with little black spots along his spine and on his wing tips, a nice orange to red fade around his ankles and a green-blue fade at the tip of his tail. Really pretty, even if she was only guessing about it being male. She couldn't tell the difference between hen or drake. As far as she was concerned, all dragons were male unless explicitly stated or proven otherwise. It was a fair assumption.

She patted his snout and gave his neck a rub as she wondered what she was doing at Ilorek's ranch, as well as what happened that kept him grounded. Dragons could fly, and ferals hated open space without equal room to nest in a cave or den, so it completely baffled her that such a beast wouldn't just spread wings and catch a gust of wind out of here. She did reach through the fence slats to pull one of his wings to the side, checking to see if he had holes or damage, but he didn't seem to like that and just hobbled away. She didn't pursue it farther.

For all she knew, he was here for the same reason she was. She'd never been with a dragon, and it'd be a lot of fun to get that act on camera, assuming it didn't splice her in half.

Arnika did stop to pat any of the animals that came near the fence as she walked by, patting them each on the head and neck before moving on to the next. Eventually, she passed the large barn that Ilorek kept full of hay for the herbivores, and freezers full of dead carcasses for the carnivores, when she wasn't doing her work, that's what she was cleaning. However, it became quickly evident that today she might be cleaning something else. there were napkins, paper plates, plastic cups, and scraps of food strewn about everywhere, the serving table flipped onto its side and the barbecue still open with smoke billowing gently out of it, only to have it dissipate before going more than a few meters into the sky.

What a mess.

She quickly went up to the front door and knocked hard and loud, knowing that Ilorek might be a bit of a heavy sleeper. Then again, Valencia was night person and might actually still be up.

"Coming!" A female voice called out from inside. It was Valencia. A moment later, she opened the door and rolled her eyes at Arnika. "What the blazes are you doing here this early in the morning?"

"I texted Ilorek last night, he should be expecting me." Arnika explained, her chest still slowly heaving with heavy breaths that were still somewhat labored due to her jogging from the middle of town to the outskirts. "Is he up yet?"

Valencia chirped and squeaked a bit, smiling. "No he's not up yet, but you can come on in. I was about to make him breakfast, and you're here right on time. I'm sure you can have an egg bagel with sausage. Sound good to you?"

"Sure, couldn't hurt." Arnika stepped into the house, shaking off her paw pads of the dirt, gravel, and straw before doing so. When she closed the door, she turned to Valencia, an urge to ask about the mess quite strong. "So, uh, wasn't the barbecue two days ago? Why the mess in the yard? I can see napkins and errant paper plates all over the place, some of which are in the fields." She wasn't exactly a neat freak or hippy, but she didn't much care for litter, and had a hard time hiding the disappointment in her voice.

Valencia hopped up onto the stool next to the counter to do her prep - she was very short compared to Ilorek, and had to adapt to make the equipment work - before shrugging her shoulders. "I dunno, something about a hangover day. Apparently his mentality is to leave a mess for a day before doing anything with it. Don't worry, it'll be done before the day ends, promise."

Arnika sighed a bit as she hopped up onto the tall chair next to the table. "Well, I can't really be on video in a mess like that, does he expect me to clean it all up?"

"I doubt he expects you to do it, but now that you're here, I'm sure he'd appreciate it. I know I'm not doing it. I cleaned my mess and I told him before he planned the get-together not to expect me to clean. This is his gig. Actually, these eggs and bagels both won't take very long to cook, if you wanna wake him up, that'd be good. Who knows, maybe he'll have some morning wood for ya?"

She blushed a bit as Valencia basically whored out her mate. Val was Ilorek's mate, but they had an open relationship and had both fooled around with Arnika on film a few times in the past, yet it never stopped being awkward when they so enthusiastically offered one another to third parties. Arnika was no stranger to open relationships, and certainly wasn't close-minded about them, but she couldn't shake a small sense of guilt whenever she fooled around with someone else's mate. At least at first. Once foreplay started, she was shameless, eager, and happy to show off to the other.

It's amazing how differently one will act when in the midst of a lewd act.

"Sure, I'll wake him up, but I hope he's not up before he's up, if you get my drift. I'm still a little sore from yesterday's video and I'm not sure I'm quite ready for round-" She paused and counted on both hands, "-six? Seven? Whatever." With that said, she hopped back off the stool and left the kitchen, went past the bathroom, and walked up to the next half-level that led to Ilorek and Valencia's room.

The architecture was simple, but really nice at the ranch. It was a single floor building on one end, with the kitchen, bathroom, mudroom, and dining room all on one level and open - sans the bathroom, which was closed off - where the other half of the house was a split level. The living room and bar were all one on a lower level, with double-height ceilings, tall book shelves lining the wall, and access to stables on either side of the fireplace. During winter, the beasts of the fields could slip in through one of two entrances, and stick their head over the side of the gates to say hi to the people in the living room.

Arnika remembered the first time she fooled around with Ceylon - the rather large gryphon drake - the previous winter. On the top level was Ilorek and Valencia's bedroom, with a wide window overlooking the living room/den, the balcony-like hallway over top of the bar underneath. The bedroom actually went out to be a balcony over the patio that led to their fenced in pool. From there, Ilorek had his own 'drake-cave' where Valencia opted to not talk about.

"Wake up, sleepy head." Arnika yipped at Ilorek as she burst through the door and hopped onto the bed next to him. She bounced a bit and nearly landed on him, but quickly found her balance and grabbed a pillow, smacking his beak with it. "Come on, don't be lazy, it's like seven or something. Whole day's wastin' away." She didn't give him time to respond before patting him on the crotch.

He was already writhing a bit when she did that, but that made him curl up on his side and cradle himself, protecting his gems from this abusive intruder. "What are you doing here so early?" He moaned. As she answered, he threw the sheets off himself and kicked his feet out over the side of the bed, talons digging in the wood with all the other scrape and claw marks. "When you said early, I thought you meant like, ten or eleven, at most. What's wrong with you?"

She yipped at him again, but then leaned into him and started caressing and tickling his back, running fingers through the soft feathers between his avian and equine half. "Well, I'm here now, and your girl's got some food cooking, so come on, it's breakfast. Also, you have a mess to clean up, so don't keep me waiting, mmkay?" She gave him a slap between his shoulder blades and hopped off the bed, skipping out of the room to return to the kitchen. "He's up!" She declared. "But he wasn't up when I got there. Which is a shame. Now I'm actually a little disappointed!"

Valencia had already finished the bagel and egg, having put a plate on the table next to where Arnika was sitting. She was already working on the next plate, which was a massive steaming pile of hash browns, scrambled eggs, and various meats like bacon, ham, sausage, and a single steak. When Arnika let her jaw drop at the size of Ilorek's breakfast, Valencia smiled and chirped at her. "What? He's a big drake. Needs his food."

That was certainly the truth, especially for someone who operated a ranch. He was also a bit of a genius and needed the energy to keep his brain running. That was one thing about Ilorek, he looked like he should be playing some form of sports ball, but he was actually a gentle, intelligent hippogryph who used to teach at a University. His many degrees and knowledge of Chemistry, Physics, Biology, Mathematics, and Magic were all things he was quite proud of, and he enjoyed talking science to his subjects - In this case, Arnika. The topics had come up after previous filming sessions they'd enjoyed in the past.

A strange subject for pillow talk, but he had an oddly direct charm that made him easy to like in spite of himself.

Arnika was in a chatty mood, but Ilorek and Valencia were both a bit quieter in general, something that was even more evident when up this early in the morning; not only were they a bit more introverted than her, but they weren't morning people. She opted to enjoy her meal in silence, pausing only to thank Valencia for it.

When they finished, Ilorek wiped his chest free of the tiny bits of food that had landed on his plumage, and he instructed Arnika, "Come with me. Let's get this yard cleaned, right?" He tugged on her wrist and pulled her out with him.

Normally she'd have protested, but something about a strong drake controlling her made her whimper in delight, eager to obey his command. She was easy to manipulate in the right company. "Yes sir." She whispered to herself as she was tugged out the door.

Ilorek gave her a clear garbage bag before closing the door behind them. "Alright, so this actually won't be too difficult, I don't think. Take less than half an hour, I'd say? Just gotta pick up the garbage, fold up the table, douse the barbecue, and sort the recyclables. Yeah, that's pretty easy. Here, have another bag for biodegradables. We compost."

With that, they cleaned. But now that they were outside, the sun was in the sky, and noon was only a few hours away, Arnika decided it was time to ask about Oceris. "Anyway," She started as she bent over to pick up a few paper plates. "I was thinking about that stud of yours. What's his availability?"

"What do you mean?" Ilorek asked. He was also bending over to pick up some garbage, but the angle he was at allowed him to see up under her skirt. It was clear from the look on his face that he could tell Arnika was not wearing any panties. However, he wasn't easily phased by nudity - all he wore was a kilt and Valencia wore nothing - so he continued working on the mess.

"You know what I mean. I saw him at the barbecue, and I spent most of the party with him. The big one. Oceris. Brown like burnt marshmallow with golden highlights and black accents? He available for our videos?" She stifled a bit of a blush by focusing really hard on a red plastic cup in front of her.

Ilorek laughed and stepped up behind her, patting her on the shoulder. "Of course, that's why I got him! He's actually one of the royal steeds owned by the prince and princess, Vaulix and Talba. They're one of the reasons I have the funds to invest in our little endeavor, so you should probably thank them some time."

Arnika gulped. "You mean, they know about what we do? And they're okay with that?"

"Of course! Princess Talba is a good friend of my family, and she's actually the one who got me into that kind of stuff. What do you think Oceris was used for before coming to the ranch? It's not like royalty need horses to pull carriages or ride into battle. Mostly for show and some affection."

That was quite a revelation, to hear of the princess engaging in such debauchery. Made the whole endeavor a little more naughty to her, sharing a stud with the future queen. The thought made her pause a bit, closing her eyes and clenching her thighs shut before turning to look at Ilorek. "So what are we waiting for?"

He grinned and gaped his beak a bit, entertained at her eager nature. "Well, we have to clean this mess, first. After that, we can help you make a mess with Oceris. Don't dawdle, mmkay?" He winked at her and nodded, quickly grabbing a few more pieces of garbage with her. With the promise of stallion in Arnika's mind, she worked quite quick to ensure his yard was free of debris and discarded food. With the plates and other biodegradable stuff in one bag, plastic and glass bottles in another, as well as the serving table folded and leaning against the red-wood barn, it was time to move on. The yard was clear.

"Come help me with this, will you?" Ilorek insisted, motioning towards the folded table by the sliding door of the barn.

The two of them each grabbed an end and took it inside the barn, where Oceris was feeding on a stack of hay. Arnika nearly dropped the table as she saw him, fully relaxed and exposed with cock hanging low between his knees. He turned to look at her while chewing on the hay for only a moment before returning to the stack. He was utterly majestic, and the warm orange of the morning sun bathed over him, giving him a bit of a glow around his frame, his moist cock a proper rippled glisten.

Ilorek saw that she was drooling, so he patted her on the shoulder before turning to leave. "I'll get the camera. don't do anything that you wouldn't prefer be on film!"

She was mesmerized by Oceris to the point she barely even heard what Ilorek said, yet she still raised a hand to pat him on the chest only to find he had already gone. Oh well, she had Oceris' body as a playground, where she could dance and play! Truth be told, she only held back from pouncing at him, open maw first, because there was a tiny sliver of reason keeping her from doing that. Big stud like Oceris could easily spook if she didn't earn his trust first, and that could lead to broken bones, concussions, and in worst case scenario, death. She was eager and quite the size queen, but she didn't have a death wish. That member was bigger around than her ankle, and it wasn't even fully erect! She bet that his flare would be as big around as she was at the hips! The fantasies swirled inside her as she felt herself start to drool from between her thighs.

The lithe northern fox was dwarfed next to Oceris, so she slowly stepped forward, ensuring he could see her and wouldn't be in any way spooked. "Hey there, buddy." She crooned towards him, hands up to show she didn't have anything to offer. For a moment she desperately wished she could get some apples or a carrot to share with him, but some tender affection would be nice. Everyone loved the touch of one willing to handle their junk.

As she got closer, one shuffling step at a time, she felt that familiar tingling in her loins. The smell of his musk permeated the room and she could practically taste him from half the barn away; her level of excitement gradually intensified, so she slipped her hand back around under her tail to lift her skirt, fingers prodding at the velvet flesh of her vulva, parting the lips and slipping one inside herself to imagine it was him prodding at her.

Don't do anything you would rather be on camera. She had to remind herself that she was saving most of the action - courtship included - for the video. Restraining herself from diving in, open-maw first against his dangling member was taking all of her self control, so she walked her fingertips over her moist cunt lips to pleasure herself while she waited for Ilorek to return, biding her time with some self-foreplay. When she got close enough, Oceri swung his head around and nibbled at her skirt, biting down on the fabric and giving it a tug before turning back to his hay.

She pressed her palm up against his shoulder, giving him a gentle scritch with the tips of her free hand. His body was so warm compared to her, the hair and skin nearly hot to the touch with a bit of moisture accenting his coat. He was sweating in the summer heat, and that only intensified his musk; maybe that's why his cock was dangling so low with balls sagging in that velvety sack of his, he needed to keep relatively cool in the midday heat.

Arnika closed her eyes and took in a long deep breath, inhaling a cloud of pheromones and sweet sweat scent all at once; the concentrated intensity of it all actually made her knees buckle, forcing her to lean against Oceris for support.

He stepped to the side and shook his head off, long flowing mane glistening in the warm light that bathed him. The stallion held his head up high and looked back to Arnika, ears high and flicking to bat away a fly that landed on the tip of his earlobe. Arnika was standing next to his shoulder, facing towards his hind end with back to his head and neck. Apparently this upset him a bit, because he stomped one of his front hooves and slammed his snout against her neck, lipping at her shoulder and nibbling on her hair.

"H-hey! That's not food!" She protested, bringing the hand up from under her skirt to pull the hair from his maw. Slowly, she pulled it out before he could give a tug. Sensing he needed a bit more attention to his non-genital region, she turned and rubbed his neck along the base of his mane, running her fingers through the long hair that swept over the powerful muscles that rippled under his coat with every motion. "Okay, okay, fine." She conceded, nuzzling at his shoulder and caressing his neck on either side in a sort of hug, like she was lifting him up by the throat. Again, she noticed how warm his touch was against hers, and the thought of having him inside her made her feel like she was literally dripping arousal down her inner thighs.

Slowly, she moved her way towards his head, cradling his cheeks and scritching his chin gently. In response, his eyelids fluttered and he extended his neck as far as it would go, pushing down against her caress like a dog leaning into a back scratch that had them kicking their leg instinctively.

She melted at the thought of such a big, powerful stallion being such a cuddly fellow.

Ilorek was right, he was a gentle giant, strange and cliche as that may have seemed.

"Alright, well I've got one floodlight, the camera, and a tripod to get some proper stability. I also have a hand-camera just inc ase we need to get closeups or-" Ilorek paused as he came in, seeing Arnika nestled under Oceris' through and shoulders, reaching out to fondle the beast's chin. "I thought I said leave that for the video?" As he chastized her, he was already setting up the tripod and the light stand for the floodlight.

She smiled and glanced over, ears drooping a bit in an odd case of mixed messages. "Aww, but I couldn't resist; can't you smell that? He wants me. He needs me. I couldn't leave him alone, you see." After lifting her nose to the air, she took in another long, deep breath and failed to stifle a full-bodied shudder. Though she was spending time in the barn, she wasn't immune to that stud musk billowing up off his cock and balls, and the sweaty horse smell that permeated the immediate area around any equine was a bit of a weak point for her, too.

"Well get out of the shot so we can make it look like you're just meeting him." Ilorek instructed as he put the finishing touches on the camera setup.

Arnika shook her head as she nuzzled against Oceris' neck, her cheek privy to the gentle ministrations of muscle twitches that came with every motion of the stallion's massive head. "I have a better idea. Get in close, with me here, I'll take care of the rest." She smiled and closed her eyes, a gentle whimper escaping her muzzle.

Ilorek huffed a bit before shrugging and conceding defeat. He moved the camera on the tripod over and turned it on, aiming it in close to see both Arnika and Oceris' faces. He pressed the record button and then raised three fingers, then two, then one, then he pointed towards her, as if to cue her to start.

Arnika moaned a bit at the camera as she kept using her hands to stroke Oceris' neck, alternately paying attention to that and his apparently very itchy chin. "Hey guys. Foxy Bitch here again, this time coming to you from the ranch, where I'm going to get acquainted with this here stud." She paused and nipped at his neck, baring her teeth a bit. Oceris flinched and shook his head to have his mane shimmer and dangle over her face. "That is, if he lets me!"

With that, she stepped forward and brought her snout up real close to his cheek, whimpering in anticipation as she nuzzled him, holding his face to hers. She spoke directly to the horse, not the camera, scritching his chin again to keep him happy. "Hey there, buddy, how are ya? You mind if I, you know...." she trailed off as he lifted his head, peeling back his lip in the typical response that often led to mating. This excited her, so she slid her hand down over her belly and under her skirt, tail lifted up in an exaggerrated motion while she bit her lower lip. Every motion needed to be a little over the top on screen compared to what she'd do if she was just enjoying herself. However, subtlety made her more appealing, so she was striving to find the balance.

Once Oceris lowered his head again, he nickered and snorted while stomping one of his hind legs; the motion made his massive shaft swing gently from side to side, which Ilorek got on camera for a moment before getting in close and zooming in.

She turned from his head and slowly sidestepped down his flank, ear to his chest and hands exploring his coat. Her fingers trailed in circles around the gold and black patterns that dotted his upper torso, palms pressing against him to steal his warmth. Arnika shuddered as her lower jaw quivered, the sensation of muscle rippling under his coat was a wonderful massage against her chest, arms, and cheek. Rather than go towards his junk, she just stayed there, ear pressed to his flank while she listened to the gurgle of his belly, the powerful throbs of his heartbeat, and the gentle sloshing waves of muscles against her. A smile slowly formed on her face while she enjoyed the contact between the two of them.

"Forgive me friends, this stallion is a wonder to behold, an absolute beast, sure, but also a gentle snuggle bug. I bet you wish you were here with me, don't you?" She looked directly at the camera and grinned, baring her teeth. "Oh, and CumLuvr2069? Don't worry, there will be plenty of mess for you to fantasize about cleaning up, if this guy's balls are any indication." That was a reference to one of her earliest subscribers and prolific commenter on her videos. It was common for her to do little shout outs to her more involved fans.

After that, she closed her eyes and took in a deep breath, slowly lowering herself to a knee so that her head was just under the height of his belly; her ears would barely have tickled him if she was actually underneath. Right next to her was the massively thick cock swaying with the stallion's every motion. This was it, she was just about ready to get involved, touching him for the first time, so she let her viewers know. "Hey, so you all are aware, this is actually the first time I'm going to be touching him, so I'm honored to have you all here with me for this...just....okay, here we go." She rubbed her hands together to make sure they were warm, then reached out to cradle the end of his member, tip in one palm, with fingers of her other hand wrapped around the shaft.

Her ears drooped and her tail stopped moving entirely as she felt the power of that cock in her hands. It was heavy, it was soft, it was hard, it was thick, and it had a heavenly texture that matched the thick, powerful aroma of sweat and horse stank that were assaulting her senses. Her maw opened up and tongue lolled out, a single drip of saliva escaping off the tip to splash on the folded fabric of her skirt. For a brief moment, she was in the heaven of her fantasies, with such an immense cock in her possession.

As an act of compassion, she leaned in close and started to nuzzle near the base, tongue extended to give it a lick around the median ring as her fingers gently dragged along its length in the softest of caresses.

In response, his member stiffened and the head inflated against her palm, a splash of clear fluids splashing against her hand and trickling down her wrist. She could feel the muscular contractions that tugged at his length, as well as the bulging definition of the veins throbbing against her touch. The sudden movement was accented by the bucking of his hips, which nearly knocked her off balance.

"Whoa!" She exclaimed, reaching out to grab the first thing she could find, which was of course the end of his cock. As she squeezed around the head, she could feel the flow of blood flooding the tip, accenting the textures and blowing it up against her fingers and palm, another goopy mess of precum soaking through her fingers to moisten the back of her hand. Though the motion was quick and lasted perhaps three seconds, it set off a trigger in her and she basically forgot about the camera as she licked her lips and let herself go wild.

She pressed her muzzle to his cock hear, both hands wrapped around the shaft touching thumb to thumb and folding forefinger over each - he was that big around compared to her - as she leaned into him and gave his dick a deep, passionate kiss. Her lips pressed around his half-formed flare as her tongue prodded out to lap at his urethral opening, sucking down every drop of that salty-sweet precum that was drooling out the tip.

Oceris bucked against her, member stiffening and throbbing in her grip, but she had such a good hold she was able to keep herself from being thrown off balance. She kept her fingers tight around his shaft, only to find the precum that had soaked her fingers had lubricated her digits thoroughly enough that his flesh slid right through her grip, peeling the skin back and forcing the surface of his tip to grow tense against her maw.

Another shot burst from his cock, spraying into her open maw and down her throat with enough force to nearly make her gag. Fortunately, she was a professional and was able to resist that urge as she hungrily swallowed. Arnika opened her maw wide as she started to stroke up and down his length, fingers and palms sliding over his median ring to massage his velvety base by the sheath as she wrapped her jaws and lips around his tip, cradling the underside of it with her tongue. The taste of his musky fluids and flesh made her shudder, nearly biting down by accident.

However, Oceris was getting excited with the feel of moist, warm flesh wrapped around his cock, which coaxed another hip thrust from him that stabbed at her gullet with enough force to make her gag. The girth of his member was far too much to deep throat, and when she coughed and hacked, some of the precum from before came up, so she just drooled it on his cock tip and returned to giving it a passionate embrace, lips pressed tight around his cock hole and tongue extended to cradle the underside of the ring, ensuring she didn't miss a single drop

One of her hands extended out as far as it could, barely reaching to the massive pair of balls that hung between his hind legs; they were round and soft, with bits of wrinkles near the base and a soft velvet skin that tensed at her touch. The tensing of his pelvic muscles pulled his orbs from her palm and in close to his body, but that also tensed his cock and had it throb against her cock with another burst of cum so strong it sprayed out in all directions when it hit her teeth.

Steady streams of precum dribbled and dangled off her lower lip, escaping out the crook of her jaw; a waste that made her spring into action, collecting it with her free hand and slipping it between her thighs and under her skirt to smear it against her swollen cunt lips. She used the lubrication to slip a couple of fingers inside herself, massaging her flesh to help loosen it up a bit, even if she knew that would do next to nothing to prepare her for such a beast.

Regardless of her apprehension and lack of preparation, she couldn't help but get back to her feet while pulling his member up and to the side to rub against her pussy lips. One leg was up and the camera couldn't quite get a good view, so she angled herself in such a way that Ilorek could see the pink of his shaft against the black of her vulva. In order to give a proper look, with enough light to illuminate her nether region, she had to use her free hand to lift the frills of her skirt, giving the scene a naughty schoolgirl feel.

After a few moments of that, one hand cradling his member and squeezing the tip tight against her cunt, she flipped over so she was doggystyle, tail up and legs spread with the skirt folded up over the small of her back. The camera was in perfect position to get a perfect look at her undercarriage ass he rubbed herself with one hand and used the other to guide Oceris to her sopping wet, swollen lips.

The stallion bucked again, arching his back and lifting his tail up high while his member pushed through her thighs and slapped to her belly with each pelvic contraction, the motion pushing her hand away from her own cunt. The end of it poked against the front of her skirt, making it droop over either side of his member. The flare could be seen inflating, so Ilorek moved the camera and got a good look from in front of Arnika, watching close as another burst of precum soaked the fabric and dripped down to the ground benath her.

Arnika had to hold onto his front leg with one hand for balance and support while she clenched her thighs together, squeezing his member tight against her lips as he thrust and arched his back. She gasped and shivered in delight with maw gaped open and tongue lolling out with drool escaping off the end of it. The sensation of his thick rod sliding against her lips made her roll her eyes and wag her tail as her own pelvic contractions tugged on her lips to part them, readying her cunt for a good fucking. Sadly, he wasn't aiming right and she still wasn't entirely sure if he'd fit, so she enjoyed it for as long as she could, cradling his growing flare with her free hand after peeling the skirt back to let the viewers get a good look at the fleshy knob.

Stallions didn't tend to have a lot of stamina, and Oceris was no exception. After a particularly powerful thrust that slapped his balls to the back of her thighs and nearly bent her tail against the small of her back, his flare exploded in the palm of her hand and the entire length of his member swelled against her legs, belly, cunt lips, and hands, veins popping out followed but a pulse of his urethral ridge that shot a thick, gooey stream of stallion seed forward.

She knew this was coming, so she curled her head down and opened her maw wide to catch as much of it as she could. The gummy mess splattered against the roof of her mouth - which was actually the floor since she was upside down - and bits of it escaped through her teeth before she closed up and took a swallow. The thickness of it all was enough it nearly coaxed another gag as if she needed to chew, but she was struck by another explosive burst right into her nose and face, nearly blinding her.

The sudden assault on her face by the stallion's cumshot threw her off balance and she fell forth to her knees, the member slipping out from between her thighs with a pop as the flare was yanked between her legs and pussy lips.

"Hmmmnph!" She moaned as she rolled over and got back to her knees underneath him. She grabbed his cock and squeezed around the base of the flare while aiming it at her open maw, eager to get yet another sample of his offering. Of course, he didn't disappoint; another powerful pelvic constriction and buck was followed by an engorged urethral ridge that shot another powerful stream right into her face. One eye was closed due to it being gummed up by cum, but she could still catch a good shot with her maw.

However, some of the stallion's seed was escaping her, so she let go of his shaft and cupped her palms like a bowl underneath where his flare met her lips and so much cum was drooling down to soak her skirt. When she gathered enough in her palms, she slapped it against her pussy and tried to force it inside her, using two fingers to part her lips while a third prodded into her, using gravity to guide it into her gaping cunt.

In her hypnotic worship of his cock, she didn't notice that Ilorek had left his station next to the camera and had stepped up behind her. He grabbed at the back of her tank top and yanked it off her, exposing her breasts that were already soaked in cum, followed by kneeling behind her and undoing her skirt. He threw both articles of clothes off to the side and grabbed the base of her tail to lift her back up to her feet, forcing her into traditional doggystyle while she continued to caress, kiss, and fondle Oceris' cock.

Ilorek got a good grip on her tail while rubbing her ass with his thumb, other hand wrapped around his own mostly-equine member to rub it against her swollen pussy lips. He used the precum and seed from Oceris as lube, soaking his length as he gently moved his hops in waves, the top of is cock gliding against her pussy while her thighs held him tight, emulating the same pose and position as she'd enjoyed with Oceris just moments ago.

She glanced back over her shoulder with her tail curled up over her back, pushing back against Ilorek until she felt her rump cheeks pressed to his hips. Due to the difference in size, he was squatting down a bit, one hand on her flank and one wrapped around the base of her tail for balance as he thrust against her. She was more focused on Oceris, hungy for more of that earthy, bittersweet seed of his.

At least until Ilorek pulled back, slid a hand between her thighs, slid a finger into her depths for guidance, then plunged his member deep into her with one fluid motion. She could feel his girth plowing through her depths, puncturing into her womb, and throbbing against her tender flesh within seconds. All she could do was gasp, which was at exactly the same time as another, weaker shot of seed burst into her maw, making her choke and start to cough and hack a bit. It only lasted a moment, though, and she quickly shook it off and got back to his member.

Sadly, he was starting to go soft already. Oceris had spent his load, and it was soaking into her fur, her tits, her cunt, her face, and a decent portion of it was resting heavy in her belly to the point she actually felt a bit of a bloat; the motions of Ilorek grinding his hips to hers with his cock buried deep inside her made her abdomen slosh about.

"Hey there, Bitch." Ilorek chirped at her as he trailed his fingers down his spine, hips undulating in waves to slide his cock into her with shallow, passionate thrusts. He lifted his tail and pumped it down with every motion, the tensing of his muscles sending a pulse through his cock into the barbed tip, splaying out the ridges and bumps to tickle her womb. "I love it when you take my cock like that."

She kept Oceris' cock in her hand as she glanced back to smile at him, tongue idly lapping at the horse's juices as it pulled away from her. She gyrated back at him, angling her hips just right so that the camera could get a good view of his length pumping in and out of her.

Ilorek started slow at first, gently pulling himself out nearly entirely until just the tip was resting in her knot reservoir before slowly pushing in, but every time he cycled through, he went a bit faster, pumped a bit harder, and gripped tighter around her tail until his balls were slapping to her lips and belly, each thrust making a gooey squelch. "That's right, good bitch!" He hissed at her.

Arnika couldn't help but giggle. "Stop with the dirty talk, dear. You're not very good at it."

"You don't like that?" He asked as he gave her rump a slap and squeeze.

"Not really, no, I don't like traditional misogynist porn, and I know you're not that kind of guy, so just don't do it." She stuck her tongue out and laughed, the tensing of her diaphragm squeezing him tight with enough force to make him pop out on one of his pull-outs.

He wasn't prepared for that, and his increasingly aggressive thrusts combined with the slick layer of lubricant that coated his cock meant that one slight mis-thrust aimed his cock tip up at the underside of her tail. His member penetrated her tailhole with ease, plunging deep into her right past the median ring before he realized what he did and immediately stopped in place, her pucker rhythmically tightening around his shaft.

"Eep!" She whimpered, dropping Oceras' cock while she bit down on her lip, hands outstretched against the stallion's thigh for balance. Her knees buckled a bit and she nearly fell down onto all fours if not for Ilorek's stiff member holding her up. She took in a deep, long breath with her eyes closed before finally adjusting to being so unceremoniously skewered. She could see Ilorek was a little horrified, but he wasn't pulling out; he knew that doing so would just make it worse. "Well, what made you stop?" She grunted through gritted teeth, "Go ahead, just be gentle, dear."

"You sure?" He asked, making sure he wasn't going to hurt her.

She just nodded and leaned back into him, her pucker stretching to swallow him nearly to the base. While she moaned in delight. "You know I like it all, just need a little preparation, next time!" She kept up a giggle, masking the sharp pain that was shooting up her spine, pussy shifting around a bit to droop and gape, with the combined precum of Ilorek and the bit of seed from Oceris drooling out of her. She cupped her palm over her vulva while rocking back and forth, determined to not miss out on the feeling of his creamy cum rubbing into her flesh and fur.

"You going to be okay there?" Ilorek asked, gently starting to pump into her while caressing her rump cheeks and trailing his fingers up and down her spine. The long feathering on his wrists was tickling her in such a way that every motion coaxed another pleasured twitch from her that waved through her rump right to her pucker. He liked it, so he kept doing it, sure to angle his hips to the side and lift her tail to make sure the camera got a good look.

She nodded and leaned up into him as best she could, flexing rump cheeks and rocking her hips from side to side to feel his member stirring her depths. "Yeah, you could probably get a bit rougher now, if you'd like. I'm ready for more." She leaned back to cradle his beak in her palm, only to have him pick her up with his powerful arms and have her lean back to his belly and chest as he fell back onto his rump.

He dug his talons into the hay and dirt of the floor of the stall for balance while his shoulders pressed to the ground near the hay, hips pressed up and Arnika bouncing on his belly with his cock in her rump. "There ya go, hold on tight!" He warned as he grabbed her by the shoulders and started to buck upwards into her, his member sliding in and out of her tailhole with ease until she was whimpering in delight, cunt drooling the stallion's seed.

Out of nowhere, Oceris leaned over and lipped at her ear, curious. His member had dropped again as it was clear he wasn't quite done with this one yet. He stepped over them and tensed up his cock, slapping it to his belly over top of Arnika as another thick strand of cum burst out over her from bellybutton to chin. His powerful haunches tensed as his tail lifted high, exposing his pucker to the camera as he shuffled forward into the two of them, attempting to mount.

Arnika panicked a bit, feeling the stallion's belly pressing down against hers for a moment until she felt Ilorek's powerful arms wrapped around her, holding her down with one hand pressed over her belly with fingers in her cunt to spread her lips, the other hand grabbing Oceris' cock to guide it into her. She gasped a bit as her eyes went wide, but it was too late! Oceras bucked once, his spongy tip squeezed and forced its way into her, and she curled her toes in pain as his girth plowed into her.

Though she was in a bit of pain, the combination of adrenaline flowing through her form and the throbbing cock that was expanding within her knot reservoir made her gasp out in undeniable pleasure. It hurt so good, and her body twisted into a mess as she grabbed at Oceris' front leg for stability to ensure that he didn't buck her off Ilorek's belly. She could feel the swell of his flare growing rapidly within her alongside his shallow thrusts and pelvic contractions, a force that quickly proved to be too big for her tight snatch to handle.

The pressure mixed with the fluid inflation within her womb and cunt forced Oceris out with a pop, the semi-formed flare bursting from her depths and soaking her in a powerful shot of cum as the remnants trickled out of her and soaked Ilorek from belly to balls. Oceris kept bucking, but it was his second climax within only a few minutes and was already spent, so his motions grew shallow and weak within seconds, followed by him shuffling to the side and lifting his leg to step over them.

He lipped at the two of them as they huffed and puffed on the ground in the hay, tugging at their fur, feathers, and ears before losing interest and walking away, his cock tugging back up into his sheath while the wrinkles clenched up and forced what was left of the fluids to trickle off the end and into a puddle between his hind legs as he munched on some more hay.

"Cut?" Arnika suggested.

"Not yet, I have to finish, if you don't mind." Ilorek suggested as he leaned in and preened at her neck fur, rubbing his cheek to hers as he grabbed hold of her thighs to spread her legs, keeping her in place as he moved onto scene two.