"Or I happen to know that men want most what they don't get. And for centaurs, a good deal of female flesh around your thick... pulsing... burning... wonderful... cock... is what your rarely get."<br/><br/>Each pause was punctuated with a firm stroke of her breasts, and each word was accented with a gentle kiss to the head of the cock, her tongue teasing his cock slit. Her tail flicked up, and gently rubbed the fist sized testes, heavy with cum, and she wanted all of it either in her or on her.