Zinnedianne grew complacent, something in her mouth making her sink into a fevered frenzy of suckling and licking, her dripping maw sinking along Clare's prodigious length. She felt her jaw stretch, her throat bulging out with hot horsemeat as she tried to suck sustenance from the mare. The suction was incredible; Clare felt like Zee was trying to get a golfball through a garden hose. Zinnedianne finally had to stop, feeling her nose pressed against Clare's plush belly. Looking down, she gasped. She'd somehow swallowed the entire length of Clare's maleness, the four foot cock stretching out her bulging belly. She began to moan around the obstruction in her throat, bouncing up and down for her partner. Zee used her body as a sex tube for the demon mare, her rippling throat caressing the mammoth member along it's entire length.