Susan gripped the handles and heaved. The crate scraped along the counter and shifted dangerously close to the edge.
'Careful!' shouted Caroline.
Ebony arms caught Susan before she fell back. 'Let's not waste anymore jizzcream. Allow me.'
The tall slutmare bundled up the crate with ease. She strode out of the cafe and Susan stumbled after on weak legs, her intoxication from the cum smeared all over her face growing by the second.
'Have you got an appointment free this afternoon?' asked the Ebony goddess when the entered the Salon. Susan held onto the edge of the desk to guide herself around to the computer and slumped into the chair.
She squinted at the screen. Her head was swimming.
'We have appointments available all afternoon,' said Florence behind her. 'May I take a name?'
'Chantelle. 1pm would be perfect. My mare will need washing down as well.'
'Of course. We'll see you again soon.'
Chantelle smiled and left.
Florence looked over Susan. 'You're in no shape to make your way home young lady, and if Dorris sees you like this she'll freak out. You'd better stick with me.'
Florence lifted the crate with only the slightest of grunts, and Susan followed her to room two. The honeymooners were suckling on Jenny. Florence filled the cabinet with the jizzcream and disrobed before bringing two bottles back to Susan.
She handed one to the swaying woman. 'Drink this. It'll help get your strength back.'
Susan nodded. She tipped it up and slurped at the salty sweet cream. Florence did the same. Her legs stopped shaking. The arousal burned hotter, but her mind seemed better able to cope with the lust with every gulp.
'Better?' asked Florence.
'Yes, thank you.'
'Good. Get undressed. You're still on the clock.'
Susan nodded and did as she was told. As soon as she was naked she joined Florence and Jenny around the joint table. She followed along with Florence, tipping out a full bottle over the married slutmare's tits and cocks, and using her own breasts to massage in the cream.
When the jizzcream was fully absorbed, Florence dangled her milk jugs over Annabelle's cock and squeezed her nipples. A steady stream of milk sprayed out and she resumed her massage. Susan tried to do the same, but despite her full feeling breasts she couldn't get her milk to let down so she grabbed a fresh bottle. She tipped out half the contents on Margaret's cock, and guzzled the rest.
Florence lifted her client's cock to point it straight up and wrapped her lips around the wide, flat, knobbly tip as she continued to rub her tits along the shaft. Susan jumped at the chance to do the same and pressed her face into Margaret's peeslit, smeering precum all over her face before surprising herself with how wide she could stretch her mouth to fit the delicious pole inside.
Her tongue slathered over the flat tip and scooped up any pre that leaked out. She milked the shaft with her funbags and felt a surge of pride as her milk finally let down, spilling out in a stream all over Margaret's stomach.
She sensed Jenny moving around behind her. A moment later, in the corner of her eye, she saw the slutmare's hand slide under Margaret's heavy ballsack to fist the horny new wife. A surge of thick pre spurted into her mouth and she swallowed greedily.
She lifted up to catch her breath and surveyed the scene. Jenny was bent over the tables at the couple's feet, her jugs squished between theirs legs as she fisted elbow deep inside their cunts. Her boss bobbed her head up and down, swallowing several inches of horse meat like a seasoned whore. The newly weds kissed and duelled with their tongues as their climaxes built.
Florence lifted up and Susan saw the fire in her eyes. Her boss jumped up on the table and angled the battering ram at her cunt. The doors to her kingdom broke without resistance and she lowered herself to her knees. Inch after inch of horse meat slid inside her until her butt cheeks were resting on Annabelle's leathery sack before that disappeared from sight beneath her growing tail.
Margaret spanked her ass and signalled for her to get up on her cock. It seemed impossible for it to fit, but she wasn't about to stop now, so she clambered up and lifted her tail.
The pleasure of her fuckhole stretching and becoming ruined for human dicks overwhelmed her and her legs gave out. Over a foot of equine steel rammed into her and she cried out from the shocking white bloom of ecstasy.
'She's been waiting for the right client to lose her virginity to,' said Florence.
'Well Margaret's the perfect woman to break in a filly,' said Annabelle and she gave her wife a sloppy kiss.
Margaret bounced Susan up and down and with every jerk she sank a little lower and her clit jumped a little higher. Annabelle did very little, as Florence rode her as though she was at a rodeo, her clit swinging wildly like a small bat as it grew and transformed into a thick sheath which her new cock slowly slid upwards from. Florence's cock was covered in a mottled pink and black pattern. The tip was entirely black with a prominent flare and thick bumps all around the ridge.
Susan had more of a straight shift and it was entirely black. The bumps along her ridge were smaller. But it was no less thick and pungent.
The newlyweds gripped the fresh cocks in their cleavage and kissed one last time. The lust and love inside their bodies exploded. They threw their head backs and whinnied, flooding the depths of the slutmares riding their horse dongs and spraying thick cunt juice over Jenny. The slutmares, feeling their caverns drown in beastly jizz, whinnied too and doused the lover's faces in their spunk and added to the deluge showering over Jenny.
Once they'd all calmed down, the new slutmares eased themselves off the table and sighed with the satisfaction of a hot load drooling from their fresh gapes. Jenny excused herself to use the milking machine and prepare some more jizzcream for her next customer, and Florence tasked Susan with cleaning up.