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Nearly three months. It had been nearly three months since her work at the prison, her dream job, and she wanted to go back to work more. That stallion had damn near spoiled her. But apparently it didn't go so well for a few of the other workers and the project was canceled. The details were.. understandably unpleasent.

But ever since she'd passed out, half of her face caked in drool and her ass spread open like a donut she'd been craving more of that beast. But it was hard to set up a private visiting room with a prisoner that was in for god's know how long.

But this day was a strange day. The feline had opted to stay in from work and practice her cooking most of the day, having lost her urge for a job as a maseuse for the moment. She'd been spoiled in those regards, and rubbing someone down brought back such strong urges and memories there was no hope of finishing without finishing herself. And her employers usually didn't like her grinding up on the massage table whenever she was working.

But, staying at home and living off of that payment for a little while had it's advantages. While she was putting out applications for work at a few different schools to teach the young, she had the days to herself to practice her cooking and reading skills. And she just happened to love doing both in nothing but an apron!

Which was rather awkward when she got visitors, like the one currently ringing her doorbell. With an irritated huff, the nekan grabbed a pair of panties hanging on the post of a chair, bent down and slipped them on, before heading for the door. She wanted at least SOME decency, what with the apron covering her ample bust.

Grumbling under her breath at the interruption to her baking of treats, Julia made it to the front door, opened it.. and stopped. And so did her heart. And most of her mental structure as she stared at the towering beast of a stallion in front of her.

There he was. Her first client, standing in the doorway, every black hair of him, every toned muscle, and that dark, quiet stare that screamed 'strip or I'm stripping you'. ...That wasn't someone's normal look, was it?

And then he lunged. Well, not really LUNGED, more stepped forward, grabbed her shoulder and pushed her back into the house. His free hand closed the door behind her, and still in the mindless state of heavily aroused shock, he lead her into the first room he saw, the kitchen. The scent of her nearly done treats didn't even register as she was lead to the table and pushed up onto it.

Her mouth opened with a partially formed question, before shutting it once more as she was laid out on her back, head at the edge of the table. She just stared at him as he came around to stand by her head.. and then she saw it.

His pants were about to burst at the sames, and the heavy line of his dick ran down the leg of his pants. She could see his shaft, framed all the way down from his sheath to the very head. Even unflared it looked big enough to hurt. Which didn't change when he undid his pants and dragged himself free from them.

He somehow looked even bigger without the confines of cloth to hold him back. The massive, obsidian shaft was as big as it ever was, and didn't seem to be about to change. A few slow strokes along his shaft had him as stiff as possible, and then her view was blocked out. More specifically, her vision was blocked out by the head of his semi-flared dick. Which was now pressed up to her lips.

Julia's mouth opened right up under the insistant pressure of his dick to her mouth, and she shifted a bit on the table to get comfortable. This caused her to push her ample tits free as the head pushed past her lips, and he seemed to take that in a different manner. Namely, in the manner of permission to grab the front of her apron, tear it off of her breasts and grab the big, jiggly globes like hand holds.

Now, with most people, smaller breasts means more sensitivity, because the nerves are compact and much more sensitive. ...Julia seemed to be the opposite. Her thick tits were big, heavy and sensitive as hell. As soon as he grabbed them and began to molest her, that back arched and her already sopping panties became drenched in her lust and need.

The woman couldn't breath. She gasped for air, but none came. Her nerves were on fire, her cunt was aching, her throat.. was stretched open around the horse dick currently using her tonsils like a directional pad down into her now thoroughly gaping throat. Oh. ...That explained the inability to BREATH.

As well as her inability to use her jaw at all. It was propped open by his girth, and his medial ring was beginning to tap at her lips firmly with each thrust. With her current position, and her eyes permenantly rolled back due to the constant, rough attention to her globes, his heavy swinging balls were becoming more and more vision filling.

It seemed he liked the thought of that. With a sudden thrust, he pinched her nipples and tugged while he drove forward, ramming himself balls deep into her throat. Her eyes dissapeared completely into her skull, fluttering as she came HARD. His scent. NOTHING but his scent was in her nostrils, in her brain, occupying her thoughts entirely. Not even her hips, jerking and twitching in orgasmic bliss could bring her mind away.

Julia, after several long moments of mindless bliss, began to become aware of the stretchy feeling in her throat. As well as her blatant inability to breath. And the painfully obvious fact that his balls were now smacking against her face again and again. She could feel her throat forced to bulge almost obscenely around his dick, only to deflate and return to a sense of normalcy, before being forced open again, his balls smacking into her eyes and nose a moment later.

He seemed to be enjoying himself almost as much as her. ...Almost. He hadn't cum as soon as his balls hit her. But he didn't seem very far behind. His snorting and rough bucking was a good sign, but by far the best one was when he rammed himself up to his nuts and began to stuff her stomach full of cum.

Julia could feel his heavy sack tensing up, rubbing against the front of her face, the cum laden twin bags tightening as his dick pulsed. The splash his cum made in her stomach was almost audible, and she could most definately feel every heavy rope of it making his dick get just a bit girthier as it passed through.

The stallion sat there for quite a while, and the weighty nekan was almost starting to get concerned about the health of her lungs before he finally dragged himself free. His left hand gripped the middle of his dick, the other still squeezing and kneading her breast firmly.

Julie managed to get a thick shot of cum to splash across her tongue before he popped free completely, the rest of that splash painting her face. She closed her eyes, opened her mouth and took it full on, thick ropes splattering over her nose and cheeks, before it paused. A moment later and she felt more splashes of cum hitting her bust, painting her cleavege in thick white, before he finally stopped cumming.

Hearing a snort of approval, those big arms wrapped around her middle and pulled her form against his side. He carried the feline off through her own house, trying to navigate his way through, until at last he found her bedroom. Though she did have to swat his thigh to keep him from passing right by the partially hidden doorway.

The next thing she knew, she was tossed on to the bed, face first, landing with a quiet yelp. Before she even had the time to move, his hands grasped her ass in both hands, fingers digging in a bit as he let out a snort. The very next thing had her back arching and a cry of delight escaping her.

His muzzle was buried between her cheeks, and his tongue ran up her puckered rim slowly. Even though her panties it felt amazing, but they weren't a problem for long. She felt his finger hook under her panties and they came free with a sharp SNAP, leaving her asshole open to him. Which he took full of advantage of.

Only a moment later as she was yelping, gasping and squealing, her fingers curling in the bed sheets as the stallion's snout was shoved up under her tail, the twitching length trembling over her back. His tongue dragged it's way across that tight rim, making her tremble and whimper in pleasure. Her wide hips pushed back, arching up into the tongue that was getting her asshole nice and wet.

And then he pulled back. Her hips gave a wiggle of despair at the lack of his tongue, but the absence of attention didn't last for long. The replacement of his tongue came with a sudden yank of of her hips backwards, pulling her suddenly onto all fours. Or at least yanking her up on to her knees, ass perked up invitingly. The sudden pressure of a flared horse cock on her asshole brought her attention back to her current position.

And her current position was.. promising. Especially for the horse poised behind her. When he didn't ram straight into her, she looked back, and stopped. At some point he'd stripped completely, leaving him nude behind her. And he was staring at her with those dark eyes, just like he'd done at the front door. Just like he'd done the first time he'd fucked her. It made her melt.

Which was a good thing, because he didn't intend to play it slow. He yanked on her hips again and thrust, popping the head past her rim. The feline let out a yelp, and pushed back, sinking his dick deeper under her tail. The stallion was just as eager to get himself in and leaned over, thrusting hard. That pillar of an equine dick slammed right in, his medial ring popping past her rim and wedging itself behind that once-tight entrance. And he didn't seem to want to stop.

With only a brief pause to let her squeal, drool and relax, he rammed in again, and this time his balls bounced off of her sopping wet cunt. Even as she began to drool quite actively, he started to thrust, using her hips like handle bars.

His dick drove in and out of her, filling her again and again. He was intent on fucking her already thick ass full. Each and every firm thrust ended in a loud clap his balls hitting her mount and his hips slamming into her ass. It didn't take long for her legs to give out.

Falling onto the bed face first, she continued to pant and whimper in pleasure, her hips pinned to the bed by the rutting stallion above her. He pressed his powerful body down against her back, his snout next to her ear. He never even stopped his thrusts as he fucked her, each impact causing the bed to shake and squeak.

And then he spoke, a low growl, deep and gravely, right in her ear. "Your ass belongs to me now." The sentence was short and simple enough. And she nearly creamed herself then and there. And with how his thrusts doubled, she might as well have. Her eyes were rolling back in bliss as he took her, her hips smashed down into the bed with every last thrust.

Her guts were full, her cheeks was spread apart by his girth, and her cunt was getting a good beating from the pair of apples he was wielding. Which were starting to pulse dangerously, not that she had the present mind to understand that. But he soon let her know just what was going on.

With one final thrust, he threw his head back and let out a loud whinny, his rear end tensing up. Julia felt like her ass was going to be flat after he finished.. thought that thought was quickly dismayed by the mass of cum that was now pumping into her guts steadily, filling her up from the inside. If anything her ass would be getting a little extra size.

Again and again his balls tensed up against her thighs and mound, ensuring that his load was as deep as he could possibly get it. And when it finally began to drip from her rim, he slumped on top of her and lay there, panting raggedly and resting. For now.