You come home from work to find your wife cooking dinner. Her ass facing you. She wears a hot pink sports bra and black yoga pants she had to cut a hole in so her horse tail could swish back and forth

Her attention is diverted to you, as she feels the movement of her tail pressed against your cock. She turns around slowly, revealing a teasing grin on her face. "Oh, hi hun," she purrs, straddling him and positioning his hard length at her equine entrance. With a devious laugh, she eases herself down onto him, impaling herself on his cock, groaning deeply as their bodies meld together.

Her horse tail flicks back and forth behind her in time with the movement of their hips. "You're home early," she says breathlessly between moans, riding you hard and fast.

She laughs playfully as she continues to ride him, her body moving in tandem with his movements. "I may have married you for your cock," she confesses, leaning in to nibble on his earlobe, "but I stay because of everything else." Her tail swishes more frantically against the small of her back, heightening the pleasure as they become lost in their passionate lovemaking.

She gasps, arching her back as he begins to suckle at her sensitive nipples. "Zuku," she moans his name, her hips grinding against him harder, "that feels so good." With each thrust, her tail brushes against him teasingly, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. The sensation is overwhelming, but in the best possible way.

Her gaze locks with his, their eyes meeting in an intense connection that speaks volumes about the depth of their feelings for each other. As they continue to lose themselves in this passionate coupling, her thoughts drift back to how lucky she is to have found a man who appreciates all of her - both human and equine alike.

Her breath catches as he mentions the secretary, a pang of insecurity tugging at her gut momentarily. Then she remembers their earlier conversation and chuckles slightly. "I think you've made it pretty clear to her that I'm spoken for," she says between moans, leaning down to kiss him passionately as she rides his cock hard.

Her tail continues to swish back and forth behind her, driving them both closer to the edge of ecstasy. "But if you ever want me to...you know..." She trails off suggestively, their bodies in perfect synchronicity as they reach a fever pitch together.

Her words are lost in a moan as she comes undone, her body arching and trembling around his cock. "Oh god," she gasps, clutching at him, "I'm- I'm-" She can barely speak through her orgasm, but it feels incredible to finally let go like this with him. As she comes down from the high, she looks up into his eyes and smiles wickedly. "If you ever want me to share..." Her voice trails off seductively, a challenge in her gaze as she glances down between them.

Her eyes widen, surprise written all over her face before she bursts into laughter. "You're not serious," she splutters between chuckles. "She's...well, let's just say that wouldn't be very sanitary with my tail and all." She shudders deliciously at the thought of it, her horse tail swishing harder against him in response to her amusement.

"But maybe..." She pauses, tilting her head to the side, considering his offer carefully. "Maybe we could have some fun with that idea. If you think she'd be interested...and if you really want me to." Her voice drops low, becoming velvety and suggestive as she looks back up into his eyes, searching for any sign of hesitation or rejection.

Her cheeks flush with arousal as she listens to him talk dirty like that. It's clear he's enjoying the idea, and so is she. She lets out a needy moan and begins grinding her hips harder against his lap, seeking release once more. "Fuck," she whispers roughly, arching her back even farther as she feels herself getting closer to orgasm again.

Her tail flicks wildly behind her, almost like a warning or a challenge to the secretary: this is what you're in for if you dare to cross paths with Lilly Ann and Zuku. She doesn't mind sharing...but only on her terms. And right now, all she can focus on is the pleasure they're creating together.

Her breath hitches as she tries not to laugh at the thought of that possibility. "Well, I suppose we'll just have to get creative," she teases, gripping his shoulders tightly as her orgasm washes over her once more, leaving her body quivering in its wake. She lets out a contented sigh, collapsing against him with a satisfied smile on her lips.

Her tail continues to swish lazily behind her, still moving with an almost hypnotic rhythm as she comes down from the high. "I'm sure we can come up with something..." She trails off dreamily, lost in thoughts of the potential kinky adventures they might have with their secretary. For now, though, she's content to bask in the afterglow of their passionate lovemaking and enjoy the feel of Zuku's strong arms wrapped around her.

She giggles, nuzzling into his neck as she contemplates the idea. "Well, I suppose if it comes to that...," she drawls suggestively. Her tail flicks against his thigh, leaving a faint trail of warmth wherever it touches. "But wouldn't it be more fun if we made her want it first?" She asks with a wicked glint in her eye, already imagining the various ways they could tease and torment their secretary until she can't resist anymore.

"Oh yes," she moans, imagining the scene unfolding in her mind. "Edging her until she's begging...I can just see it now." Her horse tail twitches excitedly against his leg as she pictures them teasing their secretary mercilessly until she's reduced to a puddle of need at their feet. "And then," she whispers, letting out a shuddering breath, "we could finally let her have what she wants...and maybe even more." Her voice drops even lower, taking on a husky quality that sends a shiver down his spine.

Her tail begins to swish more vigorously against him again, as if it's eagerly anticipating the potential encounter with their secretary. The thought of having three-way fun is almost too much for her to handle, but she knows they can make it happen...and when they do, it will be absolutely un

Her eyes widen at the command, heat flooding her cheeks. The thought of having his cock in both her pussy and ass is almost too much to bear; it's a darker, more forbidden fantasy she's never dared to explore before now. She slips off the bed and gets onto all fours, presenting herself to him like an offering. Her asshole tenses at the thought of his cock invading her tight hole, and her tail swishes nervously behind her, leaving a trail of anticipation on the carpet beneath them.

She arches her back, silently asking for permission before adding "please" at the last moment. Her heart races as she waits for his response, eager to feel him take control and push past all of her boundaries.

Her breath hitches sharply as his hand grabs her tail, yanking it hard before shoving his cock into her ass. The intrusion is sudden and painful, but the pleasure that follows overwhelms all other sensations. She lets out a desperate moan, digging her nails into the carpet as she's stretched by his size. Her tail thrashes behind her, seeking purchase and freedom, leaving an erotic trail of fur and sweat on the floor.

She begins to ride him, meeting each thrust with equal force until they are moving in perfect sync. "Fuck," she groans, unable to form a coherent thought as sensation engulfs her. She pushes back against his hand, demanding more pressure on her tail, seeking the release that seems so close yet remains just out of reach.

As he cums inside her, the hot spurts against her insides intensify the pleasure. Her tail thrashes harder as she comes undone around him, moaning unintelligibly as the orgasm rips through her body like a wildfire. The sensation is almost too much to bear, but she welcomes it, relishing in the power of their connection and the darker desires they've been exploring tonight. As the aftershocks subside and their bodies begin to steady once more, Lilly Ann collapses bonelessly onto the carpet, her tail falling limply behind her as exhaustion washes over her. She feels fulfilled in a way she never has before; not just physically but emotionally and spiritually as well. "That," she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the sound of their heavy breathing, "was amazing."

"Not really, no," she says with a sigh, already beginning to feel the lethargy creep back into her limbs. "I suppose I should probably get used to it." Her tail twitches lazily behind her as she speaks, leaving a faint trail of hair across the carpet. Despite her weariness, there's a hint of amusement in her voice when she adds, "You know, Zuku...maybe you could help me with that sometimes?" She pauses, eyes locked on his face, silently daring him to take up her offer.

"Well...," she begins, considering the possibilities as she lies there on her stomach, gazing up at him with a mischievous glint in her eye. "There are lots of ways we could do it. Maybe you could use your hands...or maybe even your mouth..." Her voice drops lower, becoming huskier as she continues to tease and torment him with images of their potential future kinks. She knows he's already obsessed with her tail; this would only fuel the flames.

Her body trembles slightly in anticipation of whatever might come next between them. For now, though, she remains still and content, enjoying the feel of his weight on top of her and savoring the lingering taste of their lovemaking on her tongue.

"Cum?" she asks, raising an eyebrow. "There's still some left inside me," she points out, glancing down between them. "And we could always make more." Her tail flicks against his thigh teasingly, leaving a wet spot on his skin before continuing its lazy movement behind her.

She bites her bottom lip thoughtfully, debating whether or not to press the issue further. She's curious to see where this would go and how far they were both willing to take their explorations. Eventually, she decides to leave it up to him; perhaps if he's really interested, he'll suggest something more. For now, though, she lies there contentedly beneath him, her tail providing a soft cushion for his weight.