On the table

You gulp your now lukewarm tea and stand, placing the mug on the counter before stripping off your dress, revealing yourself to Ellie in all your unique glory. Her eyes just about pop out of her head as she stares at your long, black horsecock, her tits heaving as her breath quickens. You can smell her musky perfume filling the air as she rises, the crotch of her leggings damp. She strips them off and sits on the table, her legs spread wide. You were right--she did dye her pubic fur blue.

Ellie leans back, tilting her pelvis up as she rubs her soft mound with one hand, her fingers gently spreading her moist lips, revealing the glistening pink flesh within. Her scent fills the air and your cock throbs, aching to fill her tight, wet passage, but you also have an overwhelming desire to see if she tastes as good as she smells.