Cuan watched in horror as his feet and then his legs and hips disappeared into Eric's shaft, feeling the warm muscular walls tight around his lower body. He couldn't believe that the horse could even manage such feats, managing to collect himself and regain his composure only after only his upper body remained outside. He struggled, his legs squirming fruitlessly in Eric's shaft as he pressed his paws against the head of Eric's cock, trying to pull himself out. His plan was quickly thwarted as the horse began to stroke himself, the wolf feeling more of himself pulled deeper with each upward stroke.<br/><br/>"No, no, noo..." he muttered, grasping for sort of leverage that would allow him to stop this, to pull himself free, even though he could find no such thing.