You traced your horn over my labia and I became a little nervous, but didn't want you to stop, and I widen my legs even further. Carefully I felt your horn move slowly into my pussy, slow delicate strokes, a few inches at a time. As you entered your horn heated more and I undulated my hips up to you, taking your horn deeper inside me. Your scent grew stronger as my passion built and soon I was pushing up against you, feeling the point touch the back of my pussy. I couldn't stand it, the pleasure was too much and I started to shatter around you, your horn blazing hot inside me as my nectar dripped, oozing from my pussy. I slumped back against the hill, watching as you moved over me, your forelegs now above my head.
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