Writing Desk proceeds to have you plow her over...
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Writing Desk bit her lip and wiggled her rump at you, and to make her point, she enveloped your glans in light, and gently tugged and pulled you forward. You were unable to resist the call as your legs smoothly and hypnotically moved on their own, and you were brought very close to the mare's leaking nethers. You blew out several ragged breaths at the feeling of the tip pressing up against her soft and slimy opening. It was taking all the strength you have left not to thrust into her mare depths.

"Just let me take control, and I will make your time with me the most pleasurable you've ever had."
You had to admit, that she made a pretty compelling argument. The lizard part of your brain failed to see a downside, and the caveman part of your brain was hooting and howling in your ear. It seemed that this idea of mare pussy supremacy had moved in and was living in your head rent-free.
The magic pulsing inside your testicles burned and writhed from the inside out; she had her magic wrapped around you like a leash. It was only a matter of time before she broke you. You didn't know how much more of this you could take.
So you took the easy way out. You chickened out.
"O-ok." The words that came out of your mouth were dry, dusty, and barely audible. Writing Desk coked her head at you, then teasingly asked, "What was that? I didn't quite hear you."

You swallowed, and licked at your lips, before you said a little louder, "Y-yes, mistress." You don't know if that was what you wanted to hear, but you were willing to say anything at this point.

The mare giggled. You felt your glans press a little deeper into the cleft of her sex. "That's what I like to hear. I'll take real good care of you, then I'll let you in to see the mayor. Chances are that she won't be able to keep her hooves off after I'm done with you."
She adjusted her position and backed up into you as she pulled at her rod with her magic. You groaned at the sudden heat and pressure on your dick; her foal hole winked and flexed at your invading tool as if she were giving you a lewd kiss.
You reflexively placed your hands on her flanks to steady yourself and groaned in a mixture of pleasure and discomfort as your tip was swallowed up by marepussy.



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June 2, 2023