Zinnedianne had to fight the reflex to try and swallow more of the Mare, her tongue slipping out and wrapping around the heavy testicles. She was in a world of bliss, the thick and heady aroma clogging her nostrils and making her want more. She pleasured Clare as much as physically possible, stretching her anatomy to her limits as her tail wrapped around the horse's leg. She suckled plaintively, her eyes begging up at Clare to release. The dragoness hugged the demon's waist, pressing her face into the fuzzy belly. The prick distended her jaws, and visibly bulged all the way down to her core. Zee kept her face there, hoping her peristalsis would massage the cock enough to let Clare cum, and hoping that her load would sate her hunger.