Zinnedianne heard little but the word "Swallow". Eagerly following the Mare's instructions, she licked downwards... Though she didnt have to go far. The foot and a half horsecock bumped against her face, and the musky scent drove her wild. She began licking at the slit, eager for whatever the mare had promised. Meanwhile, her belly felt ever emptier... she could eat a horse. Bending down, she began to suck at the massive member, long forked tongue diving to taste Clare's urethra as she worked. Meanwhile, Clare could smell Zinnedianne's own arousal... She still had lady bits, and they were aching for attention.