Of course she will.

Barely coherent stammering was all the poor, overstimulated horse girl could manage, but it was undeniably, desperately positive. She remembered how tight and silky Anne's cunt had been, and no matter how incredibly good Anne's breasts felt, there was something deeply primal within Emily, driving her to fuck, to mate, to breed her wife - not that she'd ever could have said so out loud. Lucky for Emily, the excited twitching of her cock alone was enough answer for Anne.

"Good to know," Anne breathed before lowering her head towards Emily's for a deep kiss, the additional pressure against her oversized endowments making Emily moan into her wife's mouth. "Nooow, uhm, how do we, like..."

Anne was facing a little dilemma: She really wanted to keep hugging and kissing her wife, but she also wanted to stuff her pussy full of Emily's horse meat. And feeling the throbbing, hot pole sandwiched between their breasts was also exquisite... Rubbing her drooling, oh so empty pussy over the sheath at the base of Emily's shaft, Anne weighed her options, but the breathless moans and the way the horse girl went crosseyed made it clear that she was on a timer that was ticking down inexorably. No use, then; sitting up, Anne hugged the trembling fuckstick against her body with one hand before rising to her feet on the bed, dragging the blunt head over her stomach and smearing herself with the copious pre flowing from it.

"Oooh, slippery..." Anne moaned when she finally angled her wife's thick member at her soaked, eager snatch. "Y'know, like, your cock is totally the best? But, uhm, don't tell Jamie. Hers is, like, suuuper awesome, too, and I don't wanna make her upset, alright?"

Emily opened her mouth to reply, but all that came out was a strangled squeak as Anne lowered her hips so her swollen labia kissed her wife's drooling head. Gyrating her hips, Anne mixed their juices liberally, closing her eyes in bliss.

"It's, like, so hooot and haaard~..." Moaning, Anne bounced her hips a little, reveling in the feeling of her pussy lips being stretched repeatedly. "I can, like, barely wait to feel you inside..."

The plump horse girl, panting and bucking her hips, fists grabbing the bed sheets tightly, made a sound somewhere between a whinny and a whine. Her enormous, bestial cock felt ready to explode, thick globs of pre-cum bubbling up its length and squirting against Anne's snatch - or inside, if they arrived whenever the voluptuous woman teased herself and her wife by spreading herself wide with the blunt tip.

"Hnnh... haaah... Like, so biiiig..." Gasping and moaning, Anne finally began lowering herself further, a wet squelch echoing through the room as she **** the fat, blunt head inside her. "Yes, yes, yes!"

Bouncing up and down with shaking legs, Anne slowly took more and more of Emily's thick length inside her, every downwards drop spreading her a little wider, a few more inches disappearing into her insatiable snatch. Her heaving chest, prodigious nipples hard enough to cut glass, jiggled with her every movement, the soft orbs slapping into each other with meaty smacks whenever she reversed directions at the bottom of each bounce.

"Noooh, you're stretching me ooouutt~!" Anne could feel her wife knocking against the entrance to her womb now, and she'd barely reached the medial ring.

Her legs were shaking, exquisite pleasure radiating through her, and Anne had to put both hands on her knees to **** herself upwards on her wife's mighty pole, gravity assisting in the other direction - and slowly forcing the entrance to her innermost depths open. As big as her baby girl's cock was, it had never managed to reach this deep, to stretch her this far, and Anne had instantly gotten addicted to these sensations when Emily had **** her horse cock inside her for the first time yesterday.

"Oh god, oh g--ooohddd...." One last drop, and finally, Anne felt her cervix give. Her legs unable to hold her up in the face of the intense sensations, she slid down all the way on Emily's straining rod, Anne's stretched pussy gobbling down inch after inch, juices frothing as Emily's medial ring disappeared into Anne's slit, and then the horse girl bottomed out, knocking the air out of her wife in an incredulous gasp.

Held up only by Emily's cock, Anne twitched and writhed on top of the horse girl, mouth opening and closing breathlessly as she fought to process the sensations racing through her. With Anne's own weight pushing her down onto Emily's member, she was penetrated even deeper than last time, her womb stretched almost beyond capacity. It did almost hurt, but that only gave the unbearable pleasure a delicious edge, making Anne's pussy clamp down and milk her wife's dick in undulating waves.

"A-Anne, I can--I can't, s-so tiiight~" Stammering lustfully, Emily bucked her hips into Anne forcefully, bouncing her on top of the horsegirl, plump nuts slapping against the side of the bed as they churned and swelled with Emily's swimmers. She could already feel the telltale tightness in her crotch, the burning need that was overwhelming her restraints and told her to breed her mate and pump her full of spunk so she would bear healthy fillies. "I'm gonna--I--"

"B-but that's, like, way too--" Trying to **** herself upwards, start riding her wife properly, bounce on this incredible cock at least once, Anne protested against the inevitable, only to find herself interrupted by a loud whinny as she felt Emily's turgid member become even harder, even thicker, the glans flaring and anchored in her womb...

Rising on her toes and demonstrating a strength that belied her plump physique, Emily lifted Anne from the bed as she tried to **** her horse cock inside her wife even deeper, impossibly deep as she was already balls-deep inside. Anne squealed, the sound turning into a loud, appreciative moan of pleasure as she felt burning hot jizz explode deep into her, the first sticky glob alone enough to fill her womb to the brim. But of course, Emily was still not done; with twitching hips, she fired shot after shot, making Anne's belly swell with thick seed even as it spilled out of the tight double seal of first her cervix and then her labia, dripping down Emily's sheath and balls onto the floor.

When the flow of Emily's jizz finally slowed and ended, Anne looked more than moderately pregnant, shuddering with delight as she felt warm cum ooze from her snatch - and the horse girl's enormous cock not soften in the slightest.