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Chapter 11 by Bookmite Bookmite

What's next?

Primal desires

As you step forward, you notice her shaking slightly, both in primal need and nervousness. Catrice hand her hand in front of her, clenching them tightly together, and speaks in a soft voice. "I... I don't- AH!"

The words are lost in a gasp of pleasure as you reach out to run a finger lightly along her folds. She wanted this, needed this, and you certainly desired her as well. It was even nicer than you expected. So warm, and the skin of it was silky-smooth. It felt so wonderful to trace your fingers over that dark brown bulb of hers. And when you pressed just a little harder, you felt rather surprised at the wonderful springy softness - it actually reminded you of your old ex-girlfriend's tits. They'd been much smaller, but also firmer than Catrice's, and the way they yielded under your fingers was just like the thick, juicy lips of Catrice's horse pussy now.

When her pussy winked open again, you took that as an invitation, touching the slick and smooth inner walls of her pussy as they winked open for you. Catrice gasped at the touch, even whimpered a little, but she didn't actually say anything.

Not that she needed to. The syrupy juices coating your fingers were more than message enough. Even though her pussy closed back up again around your fingertips, you had no problem sliding two fingers deeper into her pussy. And the next time her clit winked out, you quickly bent down and licked it, which only triggered more and stronger winks, not to mention a little waterfall of hot juices trickling down on you.

With your free hand you reach down and started touching yourself, already wondering what it would feel like to have those wonderful horsey pussy lips winking around your shaft.

Catrice must have noticed you doing that because she said, "Go ahead. Please... Please...."

Her hind legs spread apart a little wider, and the entrance of her pussy winked feverishly around your fingers.

As much fun as it might have been to tease her about it, you knew better than to second-guess an invitation from the beautiful centauress. Right away, you unbutton you pants and pulled them down along with your underwear. Now wasn't the time to try and be sly about it, you both were pretty **** at the moment.

You step hastily out of your pants, and...

And?

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