Cring out her mind was about to go blank, the feeling of something being where it shouldn't was strange at first, but with his first few movements she was moaning and begging at the feeling. Her insides stoking him easily aided in milking him for that extra slickness he needed to go deeper, soon in fact working his way to get a fair chunk of his throbbing size within her; a good part more then he did with the feline anyways. With his orbs smacking her too was a reminder of the still raging heat that was burning in her and was now dripping freely out of her; making her moan out and gasp while clawing at the dirt as his head leaned down to join hers as he grinned into her. If it wasn't for the wondrous feeling of the stallion so well grinded into her she would have hated herself, but her minds and logic over such things had long washed away with his slow thrusts as she tighten and pulled around him.