He snored behind her, grasping her broad, foal-bearing hips as he steadily sank his length into her rear. From the thick veins and ridges along his length, to the way his shaft gradually grew broader towards its base, his tool felt absolutely incredible - better than she could have ever imagined. As he stopped mid-plunge, not even kissing his not to her entrance, he withdrew a portion of his cock, tightened his grip, and started rutting her in earnest.

U said not I think u ment knot.