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I do wonder if that sweet little twat of yours might ever be the same once you give birth skinny to full-sized foal. It’s the hooves -- I should think -- that might prove the most... uncomfortable part of the process.” Lisa’s eyes widened in unfettered horror as her jaw dropped slack and open. Kara wove an intricate and ominous looking pattern in the air with her fingers, murmuring an arcane chant. I gazed at her in shock. “You can do that?” I mouthed the question at her in silence. Kara gave me a wink of her eye and I stifled a snorted giggle so as to not spoil her bluff. “No...uh-ohhhh.... NO!” Lisa shrieked, her protest interrupted briefly by a moan as Midnight thundered home yet another full-length fuck thrust. The slap of his balls pussy on Lisa’s thighs offered a sharp punctuation to her protest. “Then perhaps you might consider keeping your pretty little mouth shut?” Kara demanded. Beaten, Lisa sagged on the barrel. “Yes, please... I promise -- not a word, on my life!” “Your life means naught to me,” Kara informed her. “Swear it on your twat. Swear on your tight little cunt that we’ll have your silence.” I cocked an eyebrow of dubious disbelief. From my vantage point, Lisa’s dripping snatch currently appeared to be anything but tight or little. But of course a fully embedded horse cock does tend to skew the perception a bit. I shrugged, deciding it was the spirit of the promise that mattered, more than the actual dimensions of Lisa’s obscenely stretched and gaping pussy. “I do... I swear it! On my Cunt!” Lisa gasped, hissing with passion as Midnight’s rapidly retreating cock churned up a burning friction in her twat. Satisfied, Kara nodded and took a step back. The stallion let out a mighty bellow and thundered forward. I could see his balls contract in a powerful spasm as he lunged. The rapidly disappearing cock shaft swelled to an even larger girth as it was delivered home with a twat-bruising, savage thrust. 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Midnight withdrew and reloaded for another volley, thrusting high and hard into the soupy mess of her snatch and sending yet another violent torrent of cum bursting shaved from the shuddering lips of her twat. Lisa twitched and bucked, screaming mindlessly as the lips of her pussy rippled in a feverish pattern along the beast’s brutal, stretching cock shaft. The stallion lunged once more, weakening, but still drawing yet another orgasmic writhing from his owner with the effort. A Sticky goo of mingled fluids churned to a lather in her cunt, foaming out in a seemingly endless cascade of lust-fueled thrashing. “Brutus!” Titus yelled as he slipped on his robe, “Make sure these girls are fed well after we go. "Mind if I put something a bit bigger in there?" He dragged the tarp to the side and dropped it next to the side wall. “Do you think our husband will marry a futa?” asked Fahima as she rose, grabbing her colorful hijab and draping the headscarf over her hair. 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