You can somehow hear the pitter pattter of piss and realize anything you're able to do relies on her ass. You can only smell musk and farts and your only reminder that you can feel (as of now) is that she puckers her ass hole which feels as if your mouth and ass are doing the same. With having such little space to focus a whole being, the process seemed to mix a lot of things together to make it easier to cram you to fully be in her ass.

Suddenly, a male horse comes to...