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"writing": "GRACE 01\n\nGrace a young steely-gray squirrel held her breath as she peaked through the gap into a horse stall. The mewing moans and whimpers had caught her attention from outside the barn. Now wound taught as a spring the girl stared in awe watching her horse back riding trainer, Mrs. Burll, laid back on a bail of hay; lower half nude and legs spread wide. Mrs. Burll, a lovely tawny goat woman, spread her juicy pussy wide as the excited stallion in the stall with her rubbed and felt over her hot flesh with his velvety dexterous lips. Such a regular act was this between the two of them he began licking her fragrant pussy with his thick broad tounge, his long cock dropping out of its sheath steadily engorging. Nostrils flared the horse drank in the scent of this woman's pussy, nickering and stamping a hoof as he tasted her flesh.\n \"Mmm, good boy.\" Moaning she rubbed the front of his muzzle to the dimond on his forehead, him buried between her thighs. \"Fuck!\" Twitching in delight she pressed her hips up feeling his warm tounge lashing her throbbing flesh.\n Grace, on her knees felt a heat radiating from her groin, pussy throbbing. This sensation she'd only had a few times before at her young age but never this strong. How could Mrs. Burll do such a thing and why did it make her feel so hot and bothered? Instinctivly the girl rocked her hips not sure what to do. Previously when Grace felt this sensation she rubbed against something until it felt so good she cried. Looking around she didn't see anything like a plushy or a rocking horse but then looked at her hand. Pressing her hand up against her crotch she shuddered instantly. It had never really occurred to her to touch herself directly but instead dry-humped objects until it felt good.\n The young squirrels mound was soft and hot even through her pants, the girls flesh plumped up and sensative. Peering back at her teacher and the horse she saw the stallions cock hanging low with something dripping from it. The big guy whinnyed getting antsy. She saw her own pony's cock wiggle around before but it was never as long and big as a full grown horses.\n \"Mmaahhh!\" Mrs. Burll cried out panting as she came pulling on her horses mane, grinding up into his hungry maw. With the euphoric fog drenching her in lustful want she sat up and kissed her horse, licking his lips wet with her own jucies and sucking them. He moved to the side of her presenting his throbbing third leg to his beloved owner.\n Mrs. Burll pulled off the rest of her clothes knowing full well how messy the next few actions will most likly be. The woman took hold of the horses cock with both hands; left hand holding near the head as the right slide up and down its length. Reaching down to her own wet pussy she soaked her fingers only then to rub her nectar on that thick hard cock.\n With a yipe Grace faintly cried out pressing her fingers into the damp crotch of her pants cumming so strongly she nearly fell over. Mrs. Burll froze for a moment turning her head and grining.\n \"Grace darling, come into the stall.\" Mrs. Burll spoke with authority. The zero degree chill that splashed across her body left Grace frozen. \"I'm waiting young lady.\" The teacher followed up. As though she had no control of her body Grace stood up and did as she was told, slipping into the stall as the horse snorted.\n Mrs. Burll, an attractive woman in her early 30's, squating next to and slightly under her horse, holding his ample cock seemed to almost be presenting it to the girl like the magnificent fest it was. Looking from the horses erect cock her sight fell upon her teachers body. With a honey tan fur over most of her body the woman's rosey pink nippled breasts and belly were a warm buttery cream color. Grace hadn't ever seen a naked woman before. She always thought her teacher was quite beautiful but never could she imagion seeing her in such a state, nude and holding the engorged dick of a horse.\n \"Have you been watching this whole time?\" A wicked grin on the woman's face she eyed her pupil up and down. The fabric at the crotch of the girls pants was notably darker then any where else. Motioning the girl closer Mrs. Burll continued, \"Take off your pants.\" The order made the girls heart stop.\n \"W-what?\" She studdered stopping within arms reach of the woman. Letting go of the horses cock, still squating with her thighs open, plump roused pussy on full display she grabbed the girl. Unfastening her pants with a swift action she pulled the pants and panties of her student down to about mid thigh. The off-white fur over the girls belly and pussy was tinted lightly pink from arousal.\n \"Did you touch yourself?\" Asking the obvious the woman's eyes never leaving the girls pussy lips seeing the girls virgin flesh twitch. \"I see you must have.\" Looking up into her pupils eyes she continued. \"I can tell by how rosey you are and,\" she sniffed the air. \"By the sweet scent coming from you.\" Mrs. Burll's sex twitched, left hand moving up to touch her left breast and fondling her inverted nipple. With a little work over the soft pinky flesh she drew the thick nub of her teat free to the surface. Fiddling with her other nipple the woman looked her student up and down a snort from the stallion breaking the trance. \"He can smell it to.\" Moving to sit back up on the bail of straw she kept close to the edge, legs still wide open. \"Come here.\" She drew the girl in between her knees and turned her to face forward. \"You see that?\" The woman spoke resting her chin on the girls shoulder as she pointed to the dripping musky cock hanging down from her steed. \"That is what a happy healthy horse looks like.\" She spoke in a husky tone pressing her breasts against the girls back. Hands that started off on the girls arms slipped into her sides, skimming her hips until the woman's fingers met the girls fur. \"You'll need to learn how to keep your boy happy to. Monty will really love it if you touch him like I do with Odin here.\" Pausing a moment she continued while sliding her hands to the outside of the girls hips, spidering her fingers out with hands moving to her inner thighs. \"You know you're doing good when you get turned on like this.\" The woman gripped the soft flesh of her inner thighs and pulled them appart along with her vulva exposing the girls swollen clitoris. \"That sweet little cherry,\" the teacher spoke looking down the front of the girls body. \"Will feel so good when you train him to make you feel good to.\"\n With a light graze Mrs. Burll flicked the index and middle fingers of her right hand over the glistening clit making her little body jump. Shuddering Mrs. Burll couldn't help herself and slid her fingers towards the girls inner thighs again massaging the supple flesh there. Grace moaned it felt weird being touched like that but it was also exciting and making her pussy burn in want.\n \"Mrs-Mrs. Burll.\" Grace managed to stammer out.\n \"What is it my darling pupil?\" Mrs. Burll's left hand moved from the girls thigh up her belly and to her chest quickly finding a hard perky nipple waiting. Grace moaned as her teacher rubbed then lightly pitched the girls nipple.\n \"Ahh mmmph!\" Moaning the girl pressed back into the woman's body leaning all the harder on her small frame. Whines and whimpers were but all the sounds Grace could make, words required to much thought.\n Keeping the girl tight to her own body Mrs. Burll moved them both back down to a squat, as if in instinct Odin side stepped back towards the two. The hand that had been molesting the girls nipples reached out for the riggling cock of the stallion once more. Like grabbing the nozzle of a hose the woman drew the flared head of the equin cock up to and rubbed it on the little girls belly. The dribbling pre streaking the girls fur. It felt hot against her as her teacher tugged and rubbed the cock closer and further up the girls body.\n \"S-s-smell.\" Grace finally uttered, the musky scent of a raw feral horse cock matting down her soft fur as it leaked.\n \"Thats what a man smells like.\" Forcing the girls shirt up into her mouth she ordered, \"bite this.\" With the fabric out of the way Mrs. Burll rubbed the cock over the girls nipples. Tucking the head of that long hard dick into the collar of the girls shirt the woman began to stroke his throbbing cock again. Hand reaching up and sliding along its underside all the way up to its seeth.\n \"Grab hold of it with both hands Grace.\" Hesitently the squirrel wrapped her little hands around each side of the twitching raw horse meat. \"Hold him tight and rub towards you, back and forth.\" The girl moaned panting feeling that serpent like cock rubbing further against her neck. Warmth dripping down from inside her shirt, down her chest as the horse enjoyed being molested. \"Keep rubbing him just like that, don't you dare stop.\" Ordering the girl to keep jerking the large beast off Mrs. Burll's right hand slipped between the girls legs. Hand flat she squished up against the girls ripe mound, juices slipping through her fingers. Mrs. Burll licked the girls neck grinding her hips up against the girls backside, virgin nectar dripping from the woman's hand. So turned on and dripping herself the woman moaned in the kids ear.\n \"You're doing so good Grace. Keep working hard.\" Crying out, biting into the fabric of the shirt crammed in her mouth, the girl rubbed harder while her little body ceased; cumming with such ferocity the woman cupped the girls sex catching her gushing climax. Fluid dripping through her fingers Mrs. Burll brought her wet hand up to stroke the throbbing cock snaked up the girls shirt, the excited beast whinnyed throwing his head back repeatedly as he erupted. Caught in the back of the girls shirt the torrent of ejaculate was forced between the girls back soaking through the fabric and down the front of the teachers body. Hot fluid splashed between their tightly pressed bodies.\n Left arm slide up across the girls chest. Mrs. Burll rubbed the throthy hot seed into the girls fur, grinding into the little body over whelmed by it all. Crying out the woman clung to her small partner letting go of her horses member, cumming herself while rubbing seed into the girls sensative twat.\n The room spun as the teacher tightly clung to her student. Licking the girls neck she pressed her fingers up to the girls opening but fought every urge to thrust her fingers inside. \"I can't wait to see Mony's seed gushing out of your little snatch.\" Shuddering at the thought Mrs. Burll nearly came again.\n Odin with his willy calming down moved about the stall to eventually come over to his far smaller partners. Nickering he snorted picking up his own scent wafting off the quivering females. Crying softly Grace pulled at her soaking wet shirt away from her body catching her teachers attention.\n \"Don't worry Grace, that's what washing machines are for.\" Pulling the shirt off the girl and tossing it with a wet slop it hit the other side of the stall. Turning the squirrel to face her the goatty woman smiled and kissed the distressed girl on the mouth then her cheek to her neck. Licking the ample amount of jizz caked in her fur she turned to lay the girl down on the bale of straw. \"Shh, its okay little one. You did such a good job.\" Cooing to the girl Mrs. Burll moved down the girls body. Forcing her legs appart, hands pressing into the girls supple inner thighs, the woman's eyes moved to to the girls swollen sex.\n Unable to hold herself back any longer the woman dove into the girls open flushed genitals. Mrs. Burll's grip tightening on the girls thighs as the girl tried to push the woman away. It was to much stimulation on an already pulsing sex that had only just awakened. Grace pulled her teachers hair crying out feeling the woman's tounge scoop and twist into tge furlings taught opening.\n The taste of this kids snatch mixed with her horses seed was leaving the goat woman intoxicated. Slurping and sucking on the tender folds of this girls delicate flower had the teacher so aroused she took to fingering her own pussy stopping short of cumming several times. Edging bent the woman's body out of shape. She wanted desperately to be fucked.\n \"Lets cum together my slutty student.\" Panting heavily Mrs. Burll moved the girl up the hay bale and went to straddle the girls right leg holding the left up to scissor with her small partner. Grinding her mature juicy cunt to the little girls snatch the woman rolled her hips. Wet, hot and squishy their sexs bore into one another. Sensative folds caressing the other, throbbing and pulsing it did not take long for the both of them to cum again.\n \"Aw fuck! Fuck, fuck!\" Mrs. Burll cried out dropping to all fours weakly, panting looking down at the gray squirrel girl beneath her. The world felt like it was spinning ten times as fast and as her faculties slowly returned to her only then did she notice her student appeared to have fainted.\n",
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Grace a young steely-gray squirrel held her breath as she peaked through the gap into a horse stall. The mewing moans and whimpers had caught her attention from outside the barn. Now wound taught as a spring the girl stared in awe watching her horse back riding trainer, Mrs. Burll, laid back on a bail of hay; lower half nude and legs spread wide. Mrs. Burll, a lovely tawny goat woman, spread her juicy pussy wide as the excited stallion in the stall with her rubbed and felt over her hot flesh with his velvety dexterous lips. Such a regular act was this between the two of them he began licking her fragrant pussy with his thick broad tounge, his long cock dropping out of its sheath steadily engorging. Nostrils flared the horse drank in the scent of this woman's pussy, nickering and stamping a hoof as he tasted her flesh. "Mmm, good boy." Moaning she rubbed the front of his muzzle to the dimond on his forehead, him buried between her thighs. "Fuck!" Twitching in delight she pressed her hips up feeling his warm tounge lashing her throbbing flesh. Grace, on her knees felt a heat radiating from her groin, pussy throbbing. This sensation she'd only had a few times before at her young age but never this strong. How could Mrs. Burll do such a thing and why did it make her feel so hot and bothered? Instinctivly the girl rocked her hips not sure what to do. Previously when Grace felt this sensation she rubbed against something until it felt so good she cried. Looking around she didn't see anything like a plushy or a rocking horse but then looked at her hand. Pressing her hand up against her crotch she shuddered instantly. It had never really occurred to her to touch herself directly but instead dry-humped objects until it felt good. The young squirrels mound was soft and hot even through her pants, the girls flesh plumped up and sensative. Peering back at her teacher and the horse she saw the stallions cock hanging low with something dripping from it. The big guy whinnyed getting antsy. She saw her own pony's cock wiggle around before but it was never as long and big as a full grown horses. "Mmaahhh!" Mrs. Burll cried out panting as she came pulling on her horses mane, grinding up into his hungry maw. With the euphoric fog drenching her in lustful want she sat up and kissed her horse, licking his lips wet with her own jucies and sucking them. He moved to the side of her presenting his throbbing third leg to his beloved owner. Mrs. Burll pulled off the rest of her clothes knowing full well how messy the next few actions will most likly be. The woman took hold of the horses cock with both hands; left hand holding near the head as the right slide up and down its length. Reaching down to her own wet pussy she soaked her fingers only then to rub her nectar on that thick hard cock. With a yipe Grace faintly cried out pressing her fingers into the damp crotch of her pants cumming so strongly she nearly fell over. Mrs. Burll froze for a moment turning her head and grining. "Grace darling, come into the stall." Mrs. Burll spoke with authority. The zero degree chill that splashed across her body left Grace frozen. "I'm waiting young lady." The teacher followed up. As though she had no control of her body Grace stood up and did as she was told, slipping into the stall as the horse snorted. Mrs. Burll, an attractive woman in her early 30's, squating next to and slightly under her horse, holding his ample cock seemed to almost be presenting it to the girl like the magnificent fest it was. Looking from the horses erect cock her sight fell upon her teachers body. With a honey tan fur over most of her body the woman's rosey pink nippled breasts and belly were a warm buttery cream color. Grace hadn't ever seen a naked woman before. She always thought her teacher was quite beautiful but never could she imagion seeing her in such a state, nude and holding the engorged dick of a horse. "Have you been watching this whole time?" A wicked grin on the woman's face she eyed her pupil up and down. The fabric at the crotch of the girls pants was notably darker then any where else. Motioning the girl closer Mrs. Burll continued, "Take off your pants." The order made the girls heart stop. "W-what?" She studdered stopping within arms reach of the woman. Letting go of the horses cock, still squating with her thighs open, plump roused pussy on full display she grabbed the girl. Unfastening her pants with a swift action she pulled the pants and panties of her student down to about mid thigh. The off-white fur over the girls belly and pussy was tinted lightly pink from arousal. "Did you touch yourself?" Asking the obvious the woman's eyes never leaving the girls pussy lips seeing the girls virgin flesh twitch. "I see you must have." Looking up into her pupils eyes she continued. "I can tell by how rosey you are and," she sniffed the air. "By the sweet scent coming from you." Mrs. Burll's sex twitched, left hand moving up to touch her left breast and fondling her inverted nipple. With a little work over the soft pinky flesh she drew the thick nub of her teat free to the surface. Fiddling with her other nipple the woman looked her student up and down a snort from the stallion breaking the trance. "He can smell it to." Moving to sit back up on the bail of straw she kept close to the edge, legs still wide open. "Come here." She drew the girl in between her knees and turned her to face forward. "You see that?" The woman spoke resting her chin on the girls shoulder as she pointed to the dripping musky cock hanging down from her steed. "That is what a happy healthy horse looks like." She spoke in a husky tone pressing her breasts against the girls back. Hands that started off on the girls arms slipped into her sides, skimming her hips until the woman's fingers met the girls fur. "You'll need to learn how to keep your boy happy to. Monty will really love it if you touch him like I do with Odin here." Pausing a moment she continued while sliding her hands to the outside of the girls hips, spidering her fingers out with hands moving to her inner thighs. "You know you're doing good when you get turned on like this." The woman gripped the soft flesh of her inner thighs and pulled them appart along with her vulva exposing the girls swollen clitoris. "That sweet little cherry," the teacher spoke looking down the front of the girls body. "Will feel so good when you train him to make you feel good to." With a light graze Mrs. Burll flicked the index and middle fingers of her right hand over the glistening clit making her little body jump. Shuddering Mrs. Burll couldn't help herself and slid her fingers towards the girls inner thighs again massaging the supple flesh there. Grace moaned it felt weird being touched like that but it was also exciting and making her pussy burn in want. "Mrs-Mrs. Burll." Grace managed to stammer out. "What is it my darling pupil?" Mrs. Burll's left hand moved from the girls thigh up her belly and to her chest quickly finding a hard perky nipple waiting. Grace moaned as her teacher rubbed then lightly pitched the girls nipple. "Ahh mmmph!" Moaning the girl pressed back into the woman's body leaning all the harder on her small frame. Whines and whimpers were but all the sounds Grace could make, words required to much thought. Keeping the girl tight to her own body Mrs. Burll moved them both back down to a squat, as if in instinct Odin side stepped back towards the two. The hand that had been molesting the girls nipples reached out for the riggling cock of the stallion once more. Like grabbing the nozzle of a hose the woman drew the flared head of the equin cock up to and rubbed it on the little girls belly. The dribbling pre streaking the girls fur. It felt hot against her as her teacher tugged and rubbed the cock closer and further up the girls body. "S-s-smell." Grace finally uttered, the musky scent of a raw feral horse cock matting down her soft fur as it leaked. "Thats what a man smells like." Forcing the girls shirt up into her mouth she ordered, "bite this." With the fabric out of the way Mrs. Burll rubbed the cock over the girls nipples. Tucking the head of that long hard dick into the collar of the girls shirt the woman began to stroke his throbbing cock again. Hand reaching up and sliding along its underside all the way up to its seeth. "Grab hold of it with both hands Grace." Hesitently the squirrel wrapped her little hands around each side of the twitching raw horse meat. "Hold him tight and rub towards you, back and forth." The girl moaned panting feeling that serpent like cock rubbing further against her neck. Warmth dripping down from inside her shirt, down her chest as the horse enjoyed being molested. "Keep rubbing him just like that, don't you dare stop." Ordering the girl to keep jerking the large beast off Mrs. Burll's right hand slipped between the girls legs. Hand flat she squished up against the girls ripe mound, juices slipping through her fingers. Mrs. Burll licked the girls neck grinding her hips up against the girls backside, virgin nectar dripping from the woman's hand. So turned on and dripping herself the woman moaned in the kids ear. "You're doing so good Grace. Keep working hard." Crying out, biting into the fabric of the shirt crammed in her mouth, the girl rubbed harder while her little body ceased; cumming with such ferocity the woman cupped the girls sex catching her gushing climax. Fluid dripping through her fingers Mrs. Burll brought her wet hand up to stroke the throbbing cock snaked up the girls shirt, the excited beast whinnyed throwing his head back repeatedly as he erupted. Caught in the back of the girls shirt the torrent of ejaculate was forced between the girls back soaking through the fabric and down the front of the teachers body. Hot fluid splashed between their tightly pressed bodies. Left arm slide up across the girls chest. Mrs. Burll rubbed the throthy hot seed into the girls fur, grinding into the little body over whelmed by it all. Crying out the woman clung to her small partner letting go of her horses member, cumming herself while rubbing seed into the girls sensative twat. The room spun as the teacher tightly clung to her student. Licking the girls neck she pressed her fingers up to the girls opening but fought every urge to thrust her fingers inside. "I can't wait to see Mony's seed gushing out of your little snatch." Shuddering at the thought Mrs. Burll nearly came again. Odin with his willy calming down moved about the stall to eventually come over to his far smaller partners. Nickering he snorted picking up his own scent wafting off the quivering females. Crying softly Grace pulled at her soaking wet shirt away from her body catching her teachers attention. "Don't worry Grace, that's what washing machines are for." Pulling the shirt off the girl and tossing it with a wet slop it hit the other side of the stall. Turning the squirrel to face her the goatty woman smiled and kissed the distressed girl on the mouth then her cheek to her neck. Licking the ample amount of jizz caked in her fur she turned to lay the girl down on the bale of straw. "Shh, its okay little one. You did such a good job." Cooing to the girl Mrs. Burll moved down the girls body. Forcing her legs appart, hands pressing into the girls supple inner thighs, the woman's eyes moved to to the girls swollen sex. Unable to hold herself back any longer the woman dove into the girls open flushed genitals. Mrs. Burll's grip tightening on the girls thighs as the girl tried to push the woman away. It was to much stimulation on an already pulsing sex that had only just awakened. Grace pulled her teachers hair crying out feeling the woman's tounge scoop and twist into tge furlings taught opening. The taste of this kids snatch mixed with her horses seed was leaving the goat woman intoxicated. Slurping and sucking on the tender folds of this girls delicate flower had the teacher so aroused she took to fingering her own pussy stopping short of cumming several times. Edging bent the woman's body out of shape. She wanted desperately to be fucked. "Lets cum together my slutty student." Panting heavily Mrs. Burll moved the girl up the hay bale and went to straddle the girls right leg holding the left up to scissor with her small partner. Grinding her mature juicy cunt to the little girls snatch the woman rolled her hips. Wet, hot and squishy their sexs bore into one another. Sensative folds caressing the other, throbbing and pulsing it did not take long for the both of them to cum again. "Aw fuck! Fuck, fuck!" Mrs. Burll cried out dropping to all fours weakly, panting looking down at the gray squirrel girl beneath her. The world felt like it was spinning ten times as fast and as her faculties slowly returned to her only then did she notice her student appeared to have fainted. ",
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