Rizza closed her eyes and let the feeling of her human dildo sweep over her. His head was lodged between her legs, separated by a layer of skin and a whole labyrinth of intestines. His feet were sticking out of her rear, kicking feebly as she slurped the rest of him into her gut.

And then came the warmth, the shudder, the quick intake of breath. Her horse half was lathered with sweat, yet chills ran up her back and arms. Rizza bit her lip, allowing the feeling to overtake her. It wasn’t the frantic fucking she was used to, but his struggles more than made up for it as he slid ever deeper, inch by inch, until, with a full-throated whinny, Rizza came and her nameless client plopped into her stomach.

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