Speaking of hard, how are Anne and Emily doing?

When Anne and Emily had reached the master bedroom, the horse girl's pre had already begun seeping through her summer dress, dripping to the floor from where the flat head was tenting the fabric. It wasn't even fully hard, bending slightly under its own weight as it kept extending from Emily's sheath, the horse girl's face flushed with arousal and embarassment.

"Oooh, sweetie, it's, like, so hard and big and all for me~..." Anne gently pushed her wife onto the bed where the horse girl sat with her legs splayed, oversized nuts hanging over the edge halfway to the floor, their smooth curve barely visible under the hem of her summer dress as her cock slowly lifted it up. "You don't need to worry and stuff, I'll, like, take care of this..."

Intent made clear, Anne sank to her knees and onto the plush rug before the bed, giddy excitement clear on her face as she reached up to where Emily's fat cock twitched in time with her heart beat. Her wife caressed the mighty fuckstick almost reverently, letting her fingers slide over the precum-soaked fabric of the dress, revelling in the heat she felt radiating through it.

"Like, omigosh... it's amazing..." Anne breathed, giving the oozing tip a soft kiss through the dress, causing Emily's dick to jump and smear her nose with clear liquid. Giggling, Anne wiped it off with one finger and lasciviously wrapped her lips around it, making a show licking the digit clean. "Sho gooood..."

"Oh... oh god, Anne, you've gotten so..." Emily seemed barely able to breathe, let alone think, overwhelmed by the sensations from her oversized cock and the display her wife of over twenty years was putting on.

"Sexy? Confident? Drop-dead gorgeous?" Anne kept eye contact with Emily she slid her wife's summer dress over the horse girl's length, revealing it in all its veiny, throbbing glory, rising up proudly and almost reaching as high as Emily's chin. Emily's whole body trembled, a mighty twitch making her plump breasts shake when the fabric slid over her medial ring. "C'mon, sweetie, like, tell me... I wanna know what you think about me and stuff..."

With Anne's hands now gently caressing her rock-hard pole, Emily was barely able to focus, forming words suddenly the second-hardest thing in the world.

"I... I..." An involuntary squeak ended any coherent sentence that might have been formed when Anne gave the bumpy ring surrounding Emily's swollen glans a short lick, her hands grabbing the enormous rod halfway between medial ring and drooling head, feeling the frantic heartbeat under the velvety, slick skin.

"I'll, like, take that as 'all of the above'." Grinning mischievously, Anne ran her tongue over wife's urethra, slurping up a little of the freely flowing pre. The taste, and of course the way Emily threw her head back, almost collapsing onto the bed, sent shivers of pleasure through Anne's body. "Mmmh, I love your cock so much..."

Her throaty, lustful voice had an undeniable effect on Emily, the horse girl's member straining in Anne's hands. It was strong enough to pull the voluptuous woman closer to the bed, both women squeaking in surprise, Anne's enormous bust pressing against Emily's giant balls and the base of her desperately twitching cock. Anne recovered from her surprise much faster than her wife, pushing her chest forwards purposefully so her cleavage began to slide around Emily's slick tool, Anne's dress soaking up pre as it was pressed deeper between her tits.

"Oh my, would you, like, look at that~." She teased playfully, shaking her bust from side to side a little as she pulled her wife's cock against her face with both hands, rubbing her cheek against it, hot, sticky pre dripping onto Anne's ass in long strands. "You wanna slip between my boobies, don't you, little cock?"

"Y-you... aannh... a t-tit... job?" Emily managed to **** out between hitching breaths, barely able to process what was going on, a **** to her overbearing lust.

"Oooh, you hear that, little cock?" Anne gave her wife's length a languid lick. "Emily wants to, like, slide you between my boobies too! What do you say, wanna make her wish come true?"

The prospect of her wife's soft, silky breasts wrapping around her made Emily's cock jump, flinging a big glob of pre through the room to splatter on the hardwood floor some ways behind them. Anne gasped, giggling at the enthusiasm her wife's body showed, circumventing the horse girl's shyness.

"I'll take that as, like, a yes."

Anne quickly slid the straps of her dress from her shoulders, pulling the garment down to free her heavy bust. Emily swallowed hard as she beheld the magnificent, soft orbs her wife now had - she still wasn't used to Anne's boobs having gone from barely handfilling to a size rivaling melons. But thinking about oversized tits made Emily acutely aware of the weight rising and falling on her own chest with every breath, the weight that she didn't have until yesterday. And forgetting that so easily, getting used to it so quickly... it made the horse girl swallow hard for an entirely different reason. Not that their throbbing, hard nipples didn't feel nice, but...

"Hnneeiiigh!" Emily's train of thought was interrupted in the best possible way as Anne wrapped her enormous bust around her wife's gargantuan member, forcing a sound out of the horse girl that was somewhere between a high-pitched moan and a whinny. "O-oh god, Anne..."

"You like it?" It spoke volumes about both women's sheer size that Anne was able to effortlessly envelop Emily's shaft - but only when it came to girth. Lengthwise, her bust barely reached the horse girl's medial ring. More than half of Emily's length was still sticking upwards, pre dripping down the engorged flesh and pooling within Anne's valley of cleavage. The volume was impressive, but, considering the size of Emily's testicles, not very surprising. "I'll make sure that you'll, like, love it!"

That was when Anne started moving. Her soft, warm breasts massaged the turgid, twitching monster of a cock between them, Anne's nipples sliding over Emily's slightly pudgy stomach, providing both women with ample stimulation. Their gasping, moaning and the occasional suppressed whinny soon filled the room together with the wet, squelching sounds of Anne's titflesh around her wife's slick pole. Its heat, its veiny texture, the way it jerked and trembled between her pre-smeared boobs made Anne groan in appreciation, a needy heat building in her pussy as she began bouncing her tits up and down, their immense weight requiring her entire arms to move.

"Mmmnh, it's so hot and, like, haaard~..." Anne mumbled, planting a kiss on Emily's shaft that quickly turned into gentle sucking. Moving her hefty bust was tiring her out, so Anne began using her body to raise her tits up from Emily's lap, letting them slap down onto the horse girl's equally huge balls. "But, like, what about my titties? Aren't they soft and smooth and stuff?"

"Incredibly--oh god!" Hips twitching involuntarily, Emily's face burned with lust and shame, her bestial endowment flooding her mind with unbearable pleasure. "I don--ngh! Know how long I'll last..."

"Not so fast!" Anne stood up, careful to keep her wife's cock nestled between her boobs and pushed Emily onto the bed. Laying down on top of her, Anne sandwiched the drooling member between them, the blunt head sticking out of their double cleavage as their breasts bulged out between them. "My pussy's, like, super wet and horny, and I reeeaaally wanna fuck you, y'know?"

Before Emily could form a reply, though, Anne began swaying back and forth on top of her, rubbing her entire body along the horse girl's slick cock, the sodden pussy between the other woman's legs dripping its juices all over Emily's churning nuts as it bumped into her sheath.