You're surprised to see the mare stop her approach so soon. Whatever she wanted to do to you, she could easily do it right now. The equine was powerful enough to trample you if she wanted to.
But instead, you see her sigh out, steaming coming from her mouth. Her long face contorts in a twisted knowing grin, more possessive than friendly.
Without a word, she turns around, presenting her ass to you once more.
Your vision isn't shielded by the doors to the closet this time. You're given a front-row view of those two giant, thick cheeks. Her tail rises, revealing her puffy puckered asshole and glistening slit once more. She bounces it up and down, her rear giggling rhythmically in front of you.
It's a horrible sight, but just as you unconsciously stepped backward a moment ago, you find yourself approaching her.
The sensation is like someone tugging at your shirt. You feel compelled by a force you don't understand to get closer to that giant equine ass. The whole time, the horse simply stares at you. For all her muscular strength, she doesn't even need to approach you. Something about that giant rear of hers is forcing you closer.
She chuckles as you try in vain to resist whatever hypnotic spell she has cast on you. Her rump lazily sways back and forth, taunting your helplessness. You try to resist, but every step you manage to take back is followed by two more in her direction. Soon enough, your nostrils are hit with the intense stench of a mare in heat, and you even start to feel the warmth emanating from her steaming hole. If you don't do something fast, your face is going to end up smothered between her mighty cheeks!
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