Even Ando’s top end linguasoft chip has difficulty translating the heavily accented Russian, but in a place like this it is easy enough to fill in the blanks from the context; sex, drink, no touching. Porn sex Won’t you help me? A few of her viewers are looking away shaking their heads, the spectacle even too much for their war hardened minds to comprehend. Her hand starts rubbing between her cheeks, caressing a little deeper each time, slowly disappearing between the rounded mounds. Nestled in her crotch is a large sheath with a partially flaccid horse’s penis dangling from it, around 30 centimetres long and beginning to approach her knees. “You ready?” she asks with a wink. It feels like someone had applied a vice to his arms as the cuntal spasms are now greatly magnified in their intensity. With that Friel weeps and collapses back on top of her breasts, too weak to move. An awkward sideways blink of her two equine cunts nestling between her thighs, no gap between them. About halfway up its length can be seen a fold in the flesh where it thickens dramatically towards the base. As Friel rubs deeper between her cheeks a squirt of liquid flies out and a muscle group no other human possesses flexes obscenely. Out of each slowly stretching orifice is spilling the
