Continuing their walk towards her home, Zakia took every second he could to scan his surroundings, as well as Windy. The way she commanded such authority, and yet seemed to be nothing more than an easy to break milf. She couldn’t be underestimated, especially after what had just happened. This mare, there was something about her, and it felt an uneasy feeling that seemed to cause a faint shiver to run down Zakia’s spine. It was difficult to explain, but he felt something about her. Perhaps he was overthinking it, but as he walked beside her, he tried to see something, anything, that would grant some deeper insight into Windy’s personality.

‘There’s no way someone like that is so sweet and innocent.’ Zakia thought to himself, analyzing all that he could about Windy’s posture, how she walked, anything at all. ‘Where is it? There has to be something I’m missing.’

Windy’s posture gave off somewhat of a confident stride, as well as even the pace at which she walked. Though as he watched on, he couldn’t help but notice her round ass as it bounced between every other step. It was almost hypnotic as her soft, jiggling ass swayed. It was only when he nearly tripped over his own legs that his mind was back to what was in front of him. Windy didn’t seem to notice, or did she and was only pretending? Zakia wasn’t sure what to make of her. He knew many Siri agents who played the part of a weak and innocent mare, but there was no denying what she was, dangerous.

“You know, Zakia.” Windy finally said, shaking the zebra’s mind from his thoughts. “It just occurred to me. How much of Cloudsdale did my Dashie tell you?”

“Oh, uh...” Zakia replied, wondering what to actually say to that question. ‘Though I read a bit from the Siri reports. But nothing about what she’s about to… no, no, play naïve. Let her think she’s leading you.’ Nodding for a second, he let out a small breath. “Actually, she hasn’t, and I have to say, spending already this much time here, and with you I might add, I would love to know more.”

“Oh?” Windy replied, raising her eyebrow as she slowed her pace to match Zakia’s. Once met, she wrapped her arms around the zebra’s arm. He almost tensed up, as he could feel the side of one of her soft breasts against him. “Now, to start, Cloudsdale was founded by the Pegasi Commander Hurricane. It was originally supposed to be a new land for the Pegasi called Pegasopolis. But when the three tribes were unified, it was changed to be a means to control the Weather of Equestria.”

“Really? That is very interesting. I was wondering how the weather works in this country.” Zakia replied, trying his best to hold back how bored he was getting with Windy’s words. ‘I already know that. How else can I speed up this conversation?’ Taking a breath, he thought of something. “How about Cloudsdale’s culture? I’m curious what society could produce such an amazing flier such as RainBo Dash.”

“Well, for starters, we have the Best Young Flyer Competition, where some of our best flyers show off their skills.” Windy’s voice only echoed with nothing less than overwhelming pride. “My Dashie was a late bloomer, but when she reached first place, she stayed there. Even doing the famous Sonic RainBo a few years ago.”

“Really now?” Zakia asked, raising an eyebrow. He had read in some reports about a phenomenon referred to as a Sonic RainBo, but disregarded it as an exceptionally rare occurrence. Though given Rainbow’s recent incident, there was possibly more to consider. “What about... the... Wonderbolts? Yes, that is what they are called. What can you tell me about them?”

“Oh? Well, lucky for you, you asked the right mare.” Windy replied, turning her head to look up at Zakia with sparkling eyes. It was a stare the zebra could already feel he would regret. “Oh, where to start? Well, my Dashie not only got into the Wonderbolt, but didn’t tell me or my husband. But it was okay. We made up for it later. It was so fun to cheer her on during practice…”

‘Oh, for the fucking sake of the Goddess!’ Zakia thought to himself, almost feeling his face straining from the fake smile he was maintaining. His expression and thoughts could not be any more opposite to each other. ‘This mare won’t shut up. By the Goddess, I am not leaving her house today without making her choke on my dicks! Given how much she likes to talk, she’ll likely keep talking with them down her throat, anyway!’

“Mr. Zakia?” Windy asked, stopping whatever she was still talking about. This drew Zakia’s attention, making him sweat a little. “You know, we can talk more about your home if you’d like?”

“Oh, no, no, please tell me more about Cloudsdale. My home is not that interesting.” Zakia replied with a playful chuckle, waving off Windy’s words. ‘Can she read my mind!?’

“If you say so.” Windy replied, seemingly content with the zebra’s answer. “Now, where was I? Oh yes!” If anything could read Zakia’s mind, all they would hear was screaming.

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The walk eventually ended, as if by some divine mercy, as it felt like an eternity. Even Zakia, despite his best attempts to remain as composed as possible, looked like he was at the brink of collapse. This walk had to be one of the most painful experiences of his mental well-being. Whatever degree of danger he originally considered, Windy has been elevated. Despite the obvious flaws in this logic, as far as he was concerned, this mare, this talkative pain in his striped ass, was the most dangerous creature he had ever met.

“And we’re here.” Windy said, finally stopping whatever it was she was talking about. “Welcome to my loving abode!”

Windy’s home seemed… quaint. Old fashion looking and yet still seemed to radiate command over the other well-maintained homes. Or perhaps it was merely Zakia seeing what wasn’t there. This was a strange experience, a rare feeling. He was practically at the mercy of another. Well, as much at mercy as one could be, he had no doubts he could flee if he had to. Even so, the notion he was alone in the field still put an uneasy tingle down his spine. For as long as he could remember, he always had some type of shadow on him after he was found to be the one chosen to receive the goddess’ blessing.

Giving another look around, Zakia couldn’t help but imagine something was about to happen. Despite how easily this operation had been so far, he couldn’t help but think there was something he was overlooking. Though the fact she was by far the chattiest creature he had ever met. Legends of nocturnal critters back in his homeland, that do nothing but screech all night, Zakia would rather rest in a room full of them than put up with Windy a moment longer, let alone a whole day.

“It looks lovely.” Zakia finally spoke up, looking over the home. He had read some reports about the constructive capabilities of the surrounding clouds. For clouds to gain the properties of wood and stone, it was impressive. Leaning in, he tried to put on some more charms to speed things up. “But I wonder if it’s just as lovely on the inside?” Raising a hand, he wrapped it around Windy’s shoulder, pulling her closer.

“Oh? Aren’t you the naughty boy?” Windy giggled, seemingly unaffected by Zakia’s actions. “But you’re right. Let’s get you inside.” She seemed to almost drag the zebra with a surprising amount of strength.

Once inside, Zakia’s senses were almost overwhelmed by the scent of baked goods, as well as how warm and inviting the home was. It was actually quite cozy, making him almost forget how utterly annoying Windy has been so far. Though after taking another sniff of the air, he could pick up the additional smell of… burning. Cloudsdale is actually pretty relaxed when it comes to mutual and mature, intimate engagements between adults. Am sure Dashy has told you all about it. Though something about the candles and the way they set the surrounding atmosphere. It felt extremely familiar. Within the cornucopia of other smells couldn’t help but feel a rise within him the more he inhaled the aromas in Windy’s dainty little home. It was interesting how much the scent had reminded him of home. To take a guess at which was the source of the scent that made him feel this sense of longing, the candles or the potential baked goods in the kitchen. He was almost certain it was the candles causing his thoughts to dawdle off on their own.

“Welcome to my home.” Windy said, pulling Zakia fully into the threshold. “Please, make yourself at home!”

“It’s such a lovely home.” Zakia complimented, letting some sincerity slip out from his lips. “Truly, to think RainBo Dash grew up in such a darling home.”

“Oh yes, please, take a seat.” Windy commented, rushing back to the kitchen, almost fluttering her wings as she went over to the back, only to return with a small tray of cookies and a fine cup of what looked to be tea. “My husband will be home a little later, so we have more time to talk.”

“Oh, thank you.” Zakia said, taking the cup. Within his head, he only felt a sensation of dread. ‘Fuck! Come on, how much more is there to talk about? Maybe she’ll stuff her face with sweets?’

“Now Cloudsdale isn’t as mundane as so many land walking ponies across Equestria. Windy said, swirling a long biscuit in her tea before taking a bite. “We actually have a majorly different culture compared to others.”

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For maybe a little under another hour, or maybe it was an eternity, Zakia had to endure the sounds of Windy’s voice. It was even more agony than what he had dealt with just walking to the mare’s home. But he did his best to endure. Though he tried in vain to occasionally slip out a “Why are you telling me this?” or a “Well, that’s very interesting.” In response, Windy wouldn’t give Zakia a word in edgewise. Though the tea and treats were good, they only slightly softened the pain in his ears as this mare continued to go on and on about one thing or another.

“But that’s not the most interesting part about Cloudsdale.” Windy said, as if everything else was just her building up to something. “Cloudsdale is actually pretty relaxed when it comes to all things sexual.”

“I’m sorry, what?” Zakia asked, lifting a hand to rub the side of one of his ears. “I don’t believe I heard you correctly. What did you say?”

“Yes, it’s a very different thing compared to most other pony cultures. You could say we are as open as the skies.” Windy explained, taking another sip of tea and a bite of biscuit. “But yes, you heard correctly. Cloudsdale is pretty open about our sex lives, or the act. Nothing wrong with skinship before tween friends and family. We believe ourselves a great deal, accepting communal adultery. Or at least we’re not as prudish as the rest of the kingdom, and certainly not as bad as the stuffy unicorns in Canterlot. Folks here in the clouds like to enjoy ourselves and our lives.”

“I never would have guessed.” Zakia commented, taking a bit of cookie before staring at the mare, trying to see if there were any underlying messages in her words.”

“Well, we have many clubs and events, all done inside and at night.” Windy explained, seemingly more excited to speak about this with Zakia. “Though I swear I’ve been seeing places like Ponyville growing more and more like how we are up in the clouds. Though some things I’ve heard, it’s becoming really sleazy as well. I haven’t been to Ponyville in a long time, so I could be totally wrong.

“And if you don’t mind me asking, what is it that happens in these clubs?” Zakia asked, genuinely interested in this information. None of this ever appeared in any reports. “What do you mean, another one?”

“Oh, well. It’s a Swinger’s Club.” Windy detailed her plans, her body getting more and more heated, as if she could already imagine what would happen in such a place. “Here in Cloudsdale, we’re pretty open and share a lot of things with each other. We have a lot of clubs in town, all with different themes and tastes.” Her voice seemed to echo with pride as she spoke. “I, in fact, run one of the most major and popular clubs with my friends. We cater to just about everything possible, but often we have couples who love to share amongst themselves.”

“That is quite an amazing concept.” Zakia commented, his voice sounding more and more interested in Windy’s words. “RainBo never told me about this. It would be nice to see.”

“Really?” Windy asked, raising an eyebrow as she finished her drink and snacks. “I was certain RainBo must’ve said something. But then again, you seem like you don’t mind more…open…experience.”

“Well, I am still a stranger in this land, and so I won’t turn down local customs when the custom is so interesting.” Zakia explained, trying to go back to an innocent guise. “Though what did you have in mind?”

“I was thinking of seeing what you have on offer.” Windy said, her voice sounding far more alluring than it had before, and she seemed to let her eyes wander down over Zakia’s form like a skilled predator. “Let me see.” Reaching out, she all but crawled playfully at the zebra, who let her get close enough to his pants. “There we are. Now show mama what she’s playing with-”

Windy’s eyes went wide open as she rubbed against Zakia’s bulge. He was far bigger than she imagined. Zakia only laid back, letting the mare slowly rub along his crotch. She was quite slow at getting him out of his pants, but maybe this was just how she enjoyed taking her time. But after nearly a minute of this, he realized what the mare was playing at. She wasn’t being coy or naïve; she was being devious. Her hands were slowly rubbing along his bulge, as if to gauge his size, but seemed to try to tease and tantalize his dicks before ever seeing them. She was making his pants a slow and steady buildup, ready to let his twin cocks break free.

“You know, I heard something else from my Dashie.” Windy commented, as he was giggling from Zakia’s crotch. “She said her partner isn’t against sharing, but has a “twin” surprise in his pants.”

“Well, you’ll have to fish it out.” Zakia commented, ignoring the jab about sharing, letting out a chuckle as he watched the mare reach for his pants zipper. “No, no. I want you to use your mouth.”

“Ooh! Kinky!” Windy giggled, pressing her face against Zakia’s midsection, only to take a strong whiff of his scent, before slowly lowering herself over his crotch, grabbing at the zipper with her teeth. “Let’s see if you taste as good as you smell.” Good was an understatement as Windy spoke. She knew it too. This stud, her daughter’s stallion. His scent was otherworldly. It was raw and primal and it caused her body to react in kind. The slow pleasant warming sensation slowly crept through her. ‘Dashie, I don’t know where you met such a stallion.’ Windy thought to herself, pleased with how much of a winning choice her daughter made for a partner. A bit of glee formed across her face, similar to that of a mother happy their child got all A+’s on their report card. ‘He’s a gold medal stallion for sure.’ Windy lowered herself slowly, making sure to let her hands wander across the zebra’s body as she did so. Keeping her hands anywhere but the zipper of his pants, the prize that it contained. Windy Whistles traveling hands and curious fingers felt out the defined figure Zakia had. Soft fur, almost like velvet or silk. Muscles she’d could only imagine were like those nudie magazines that bared all. Zakia’s gaze, though, was something new. Zakia’s eyes showed a fire in them, a fire similar to her own… a fire that brings control, demanding obedience. ‘Let’s see that fire burn brighter shall we?’ Windy thought to herself as a mischief expression graced her face. She saw Zakia’s expression change but instead of concern…. it was one of interest. ‘Oh… I’m gonna enjoy you. Sorry Dashie, but mommy needs to see how ‘qualified’ your stallion really is.’ Zakia, on the other hand, was not as composed as he seemed. His sanity had been whittled down by the constant prattling of the blue, motherly mare. Though he learned much, she also never stopped talking. He did everything he could to continue to maintain some control and composure over the situation. But all was in vain. He was stretched too thin, and his patience was nearly expired. If not for the lack of any backup plans, should he lose himself, and the unknown power Windy seemed to have, then Zakia would’ve already shoved her to the ground and fuck her into submission. The level of dexterity she showed being able to find his pants zipper, easily get a grip on it and then slowly.

Zakia couldn’t help but be amazed with Windy’s skills, even though he was all but gritting his teeth, making sure he wasn’t going to throat rape this talkative mare’s mouth at any moment. The blue milf, on the other hand, was slowly enjoying herself. Just by feeling her cheek against it, she could tell he was holding in something massive, and meaty for her. She couldn’t help but giggle to herself, knowing full well she was going to feel this young zebra stud’s cock deep in her throat any minute now. But she only continued to tease at it, pulling the zipper slower and slower until it was nearly halfway down.

Peeking inside, Windy could see his thick, meaty sheath. His cock was barely poking out from it, but it held an unusual shape, almost as if there were two dicks in this musky sheath. Leaning in a little, she gave the cockhead a gentle kiss. Already, she could taste his delectable pre-cum, but it wasn’t enough. She could breathe in some of his musk, not as strong as she was expecting, but perhaps it would be stronger when his dicks were free. But this would not stop her from enjoying some semblance of taste. A small sample before investing in choking down the full girth when she fully fished it out. Working her tongue around the tips of Zakia’s dicks, Windy quickly felt as they started to flare out, though it was becoming far too big for just her lips and tongue.

So, licking her lips, and with her face pressed against the interior of the zebra’s pants, the milf mare opened her mouth, and suckled on the pushed together cockheads in Zakia’s pants. The zebra almost threw his head back in the pleasure, this mare was only making it harder and harder for him to not face fuck her then and there. She was working over just the tips as they swelled and flared in her mouth, growing thicker and thicker, and yet, she seemed like she was playing, teasing him to get him closer and closer to climax.

Faster and faster, Windy seemed to want to get him to bust a load before fully out of his sheath, let alone his pants. Is this why those guards were so easily swayed by her words? Did she wield so much power because of her lips like this? There had to be more than this, but if so, what else could she do? Zakia was all but gripping the sides of his seat, feeling as if he was ready to cum at any moment from little more than this whore’s foreplay. Gritting his teeth a little more, he tried all he could to remain in control. Anything that would not let him unload in Windy’s mouth this soon would be acceptable. Anything!

“Looks like you’re both having a fun time.” Bo commented, having opened the door without being noticed. Zakia tensed up, nearly jumping out of his seat as he looked up at the muscular stallion; but it stopped him from cumming at the very least. He looked incredibly intimidating, but there was something about the way he smiled that somewhat put the zebra at ease. “Please, don’t stop on my account. I just hope I didn’t miss anything.”

“Just in time, dear.” Windy said, pulling her face away from the zebra’s cockheads. “I was just getting acquainted here.” Leaning back down, she took Zakia’s pants’ zipper back in her teeth, slowly tugging them down. “Just about to become more acquainted with Dashie’s darlin-”

It was only when she fully fished them out, her lips trembled and body seemed to shiver. This zebra was massive, she could tell he was only half erect, and even then, it was far more masculine than any stallion she’s seen. Not only that, but he was sporting two of these magnificent dicks, each throbbing as she let them rest across her face. Panting a little, her tongue slipped out a little, as if by instinct. She wanted a taste, but quickly composed herself. It must’ve been too long since she had a challenge, and because of this, she nearly lost herself. Zakia was far more of a stallion than she thought, but she knew how to make tough guys like him cum. The lingering thought of her body acting on its own like that still held itself strong within her psyche. “He’s even…” Windy didn’t get to finish her own thought as a few droplets of pre-cum landed on her face, splattering slightly across it. Windy’s eyes got hazy for a moment as that powerful scent lingered more heavily than ever before.

Aside from the size, it was the intense musk that wafted from the twin cocks that had Windy in a daze. Even Bo felt a few droplets of sweat drip down from him as he watched his wife marveling at this zebra’s cocks. This wasn’t the first time he saw her take such masculine things, but it was a long time since she had to sit and stare in amazement. Dashie’s stallion was more than what his daughter made him out to be, and Bo was beyond impressed so far. A feeling of pride swelled inside him as he couldn’t help but feel his own body getting hotter from the sight. Bo knew in the end knew he was better. It would be hard for any stallion to one up Dashie’s dear old dad, after all.

“Well then, I wonder how open you are, after all?” Windy asked, staring at the sheer size of both of Zakia’s cocks. “With something like these, I wonder how many mares could handle you.”

“A few…” Zakia said, letting a little truth slip between his lips before trying to change the subject. “RainBo certainly can’t get enough of them.” “I’m sure she can. She got it from me after all.” Windy said, readjusting herself on her knees to be at a better angle for Zakia’s dicks. “But she hasn’t gotten my experience yet.”

Taking both cocks in hand, Windy began to gently stroke along the shafts, letting her fingers feel each throbbing sensation as they worked over Zakia’s sizes. She could only lick her lips, marveling, as she couldn’t help but savor the scent of his musk. It was thick, nearly choking, as she could almost breathe it in like a dense mist of masculinity. Zakia was by far the most manly of men she had met, almost making her forget her husband was in a chair barely across the room. Not that Bo would mind this. His wife had a habit of getting lost in her fun, so he was fine letting her enjoy herself.

“As hot as this is becoming.” Bo commented, gesturing over to the living room nearby. “Would you be against it if we took this to the living room? I’d like a nicer view that I can sit down at.”

“I’m… okay with that.” Zakia added, trying to think through his growing arousal. Windy was far better at this than RainBo could’ve ever hoped to be. “What do you think?”

“Of course sweetie, I’ll make sure you get one hell of a show” Windy said, looking up at Zakia as she rubbed both cocks against her face, before looking at her husband. “It would give us more room.” Windy voice became a lot sweeter and sultry when she said this, looking at her husband.

The look on Windy’s face caused Bo to flinch. Something about his wife’s gaze was off-putting. It felt like she was judging him. Shaking the disruptive thoughts from his head, he knew better. Windy was his number one mare. Why would she judge him over something like this? It wasn’t the first time they had ‘friends’ over and had ‘fun with her’. They were in an open relationship since the lightning bolt incident.

Getting up, Windy lured Zakia into the living room, the mare playfully dragging the zebra by his cocks. Her hands felt like velvet as her smaller hands tucked behind the flare of his cock. He went along with this. Very little of his careful and calculated thoughts were surviving his growing pleasure. This was finally the chance to fuck some real sounds into this slut. Zakia wanted to fuck her until all she could make was low moans and high coos. But Windy seemed to still hold some measure of control over this situation.

“I’m not studying yet.” Windy moaned, letting out a teasing giggle to the zebra. “We want to have fun, not rush cocklong into it.”

Taking a step back, Windy gave Zakia a show. Or was it a torture? The way this mare playfully and skillfully moved her body, twirled her hips, and slowly and carefully disrobed. It was the slowest, more aggravating strip tease the zebra had ever endured. If not for the fact Bo was sitting in a chair nearby, having grabbed a glass of some strong smelling alcohol, Zakia would’ve grabbed the mare and fuck her into sloppy submission. Taking a breath, he continued to watch on as Windy started to fully take her clothes off.

First, it was her top, slowly unbuttoning what she could before lifting it even slower over her body, letting her impressively large tits carefully slip out. To his shock, Windy wasn’t wearing a bra. Was she prepared for this? Or was she just as slutty as RainBo Dash? Or was everyone in this city like this? This had certainly caught Zakia’s attention enough to cause Windy to take notice of it, which only made her giggle in a faint blush. Bo only seemed to hoot and holler, like some frat stallion watching cheap porn. Though thankfully, the mare’s display was distracting enough.

“Come on babe, show him what you really got!” Bo said, almost commanding his wife to go faster in her strip show. Windy only giggled, going a little faster in showing herself off to Zakia. Dropping her bottoms, she wiggled her large and round ass, making sure the zebra guest could get the best look of her glistening pussy. “There we go, shake it babe!” Windy only continued to shake her hips, making her ass bounce in the air.

Zakia was more or less getting annoyed by Bo’s words. It was nearly a mood killer. And as much as he wanted to just see Bo go away, he bit his tongue, not wanting to let his own ego be overwhelmed by the cocky attitude of this stallion. He was seemingly boastful, and was making some other comments about how hot and slutty his wife was, among a plethora of other self-aggrandizing comments that no one asked for. Zakia simply ignored him, not caring for anything but his cocks throbbing almost painfully as Windy’s sensual disrobing show was over, and her now bare and naked form was slowly swaying in its alluring way towards him.

“Now then, it’s your turn to study.” Windy cooed, leaning in, nearly kissing Zakia before pulling back with a giggle. “But first, let’s get you out of these stuffy clothes.”

Swallowing hard, Zakia allowed Windy to continue her games. Once she reached the zebra, the mare wasted no time pressing her own enormous chest against his firm and muscular frame. She felt so much softer without her clothes than before, and he couldn’t help but enjoy the sweet smell of her arousal. Though as he watched on, the sight of Bo, even as he tried to avoid looking at the stallion. Zakia swallowed hard, making his best attempts to pay close attention to Windy’s husband. Zakia didn’t know why, but he felt like Bo was up to something. He would occasionally make some comments, but the zebra only planned to ignore as much as he could.

“I do like what I’m seeing so far. A young mare with the body to match the skills she has so generously shown me.” Zakia flirted in response to Windy’s approach. Windy’s smile seemed to brighten a bit at hearing the praises from the zebra stud. It was a mix of honesty and praise that was slipping out of his lips. “By all means, take your time. Enjoy yourself.”

“Oh, I plan to stud.” Windy giggled, leaning in with her alluring body, pressing her tits against Zakia’s chest, pulling at his shirt. Gently, she kissed at the side of his face, whispering sweetly into his ear. “I want to see the rest of your body, not just those fat cocks.”

Zakia felt a powerful shiver run down his spine. Windy was certainly experienced in getting a sense of arousal from him. The mare savored the moments, taking her time as she pulled at his shirt. Once opened a little more, she rubbed along his hard chest, feeling his firm and strong muscles. Her lips rolled into a silent “wow” as she continued to rub along his sturdy frame. It was such a strange sensation to have a mare take this long before he even rammed his cock inside her. Normally, he was balls deep in their throats or some other orifice by this point. Windy was clearly in better control than any mare he’s dealt with recently. Zakia did like the change of pace, the sense of tension and desire for more without even having mounted her yet.

Bo watched on. He was quite impressed with Zakia’s figure. If he was to compare himself in his prime, then Zakia was still just second best to himself. Though he clearly wasn’t as strong as the older stallion in his eyes. At least, that was something he would tell himself as the zebra was stripped of more and more clothes. His cocks stood like a pair of obsidian monoliths meant for the masses to worship, perfect for a well-skilled slut like his wife to take him down a peg, like all the other studs before him. He couldn’t help but lick his lips over the idea of Windy being stuffed by these twin cocks. Only for her to be the one in control in the end. All these cocksure stallions they’ve had over left humbled by his wife. He was the only one that ever left his wife a submissive mess after riding high after a football game in high school. Windy seemed just as excited as he did with Zakia. She certainly seemed more than a little eager as she reached Zakia’s pants. But unlike before, Windy didn’t waste too much time pulling the pants free of the zebra’s legs.

“Just about done, sweetie,” Windy commented, reaching the last of Zakia’s clothes. “Ready for real fun? Let’s see if you can handle what mama has in store for you.”

“Oh, don’t you worry about that.” Zakia said with a smirk, his competitive nature leaking from his innocent guise. “I know RainBo could handle it. Can you?” Zakia taunted, flexing his cock causing a few strains of pre-cum to land on Windy and the ground beside her hooves.

Windy visibly shivered as her mouth opened instinctively again, trying to get a taste of such a gifted lover to be “Don’t you worry about this mama, she knows how to take care of young studs like yourself. So, how about you be a good boy and enjoy the moment?” Windy asked, staring down at Zakia with a confident smirk. Showing off her full nude form, she playfully swayed her hips from side to side. “Ready to see where my Dashie gets it?”

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