Maize squirmed a little. "Do you... have two?"
Dusk gained new coloration as his not-so-subtle oddity became clear, rubbing as it was against the mare. "Oh, yes. Another reason I just hugged."
Maize wriggled away from Dusk and turned around before kissing his nose. "You are good hombre. No forget not all want fight. Good luck, I should go."
She departed, our eyes on her until the door closed behind her. Dusk turned his head forward to find Sandra in front of him. "Um, hi?"
Sandra smiled. "You were very polite to that mare."
Dusk rubbed behind his head. "I wasn't going to just jump on her like that. She was very brave coming to us at all. The least I could do is not make it worse."
Sandra raised her thick tail and tickled along Dusk's undercarriage, its tip brushing back and forth over his twin poles. "That was very responsible of you."
I considered saying something and Cindy spoke internally, ~Leave them. I think this is important.~
Dusk's blush grew worse. "You... shouldn't do that, Sandra."
Sandra lowered her front as her back end raised. "And why shouldn't I present myself to a herdmate? Will the future father of my children see something he shouldn't?"
Dusk licked over his lips, eyes locking in on what Sandra was offering as her tail slid out of the way. He rose to his hooves and sniffed around the base of her tail before biting gently into the thick flesh of that broad tail. Resisting the urge to pounce her right away, he groomed through the fur around her hindquarters, breathing deep of the pheromone soup.
Finding the sweet portal to her womb, he lapped gently over those fleshy lips, excitement clearly building in him. She arched her back and hissed. "Stop teasing me, you big brute."
Dusk smiled. "You picked me because I'm not a brute, now enjoy the worship you deserve." He pressed his muzzle against her wetness, working his tongue deeper into her as he lapped up her juices eagerly. He said something else, but it was hopelessly muffled by their contact.
~Are you jealous?~
It wasn't a bad question, and I considered it. I didn't feel an urge to grab Dusk. He had become something of ... sort of a brother? I guessed human relationships didn't quite map over. He was my herdmate, and so was she. I wanted both to be happy, and to give and receive foals from either. Speaking of that, watching Dusk diligently eat Sandra out had left me stiff as a board and increasingly slippery back there.
I circled around them and settled in front of the moaning Sandra. Without a word spoken, her eyes locked on my hanging member and her tongues slipped free, the glow of the fed tongue filling the room with a soft blue light. She wrapped the energized tongue around near the head of the member and it tingled where it touched, but she didn't release or draw more power at first, instead pulling and stroking at me with the powerful and wet muscle.
Dusk drew back from her, licking over his snout before stepping over her and wrapping his forelegs around to hug her, rubbing his cheek against her back. "Thank you for this, for accepting me." He wriggled then, working his twin poles into position before driving them slowly into Sandra's passages.
She hissed softly, trying to relax. Despite her busy tongues working me so delightfully, she spoke, "Be careful. I've... never had anything back there before, and you're as big as a damn horse."
Dusk worked against her slowly and carefully. "I am a damn horse. Your damn horse." He nipped softly at her back as he worked at her. His horn glowed softly and she squealed in shock, her tongues constricting almost painfully tight a moment before he pressed more smoothly into her and she let out a deep groan of pleasure. "A damn horse with a few tricks."
Sandra perked an ear back at him. "What did you do? That felt like I was punched in the gut, but, mmmf, don't stop, it's better now."
Dusk didn't answer her, instead getting to the act of breeding. He started to drive into her in smooth motions, stroking her insides as she stroked my leaking shaft. We were locked together in a shared rising of pleasure. As I felt the peak coming, I saw Dusk was trembling and fighting his own urge to release. Cindy leered at him. "Give her an egg. A nice big one!"
The encouragement was enough, and he thrust in tightly before he twitched softly with his delivery. Sandra squealed and her tongues pulled at me desperately, and I didn't keep her waiting. My large balls lifted up and my pole began to convulse as sprays of seed graced her tongue and face. Intense pleasure suddenly re-spiked as her tongue discharged Dusk's energy into my shaft and it began to swell. Pleasure became blinding pain for a moment as it hit a critical mass and split wetly, leaving me dizzy, but twin-poled much like Dusk.
Sandra drew her tongues back and tilted her head. "Oh... sorry? I am not taking one of yours up there. You're too big, final word."
Dusk broke into a bit of a giggle as he bit at one of her ears. "Not the words I expected to hear after having a time with you, Sandra. Was I good?"
Sandra wriggled under him. "You were lovely, and your foal will be too. We should clean up though. We're all a mess."
I was just getting myself back together from the temporary pain of change, panting. "Yeah... a bath sounds good. You two go ahead of me. I'm big enough to need the whole thing.