Gina sat in her room in bliss, the hotel service had been amazing, far more than she expected from any human hotel. She just wished that her wife would understand her needs as a horse herm and not be so jealous that she indulging in local “services”.
She was here to invest in the town she was in, it had the highest population of horse herms in the country and it felt just right in helping the people there as well as her queen Jenny.
Thinking about that She better call her wife and tell her she had arrived at the hotel. Maybe after one more Ling Colt video. No that can wait.
Kara was lying down on her couch fretting over how many sex toys Gina had left lying around, how could she ever have guests over if this was the state of their apartment? At least she had a day off from work to clean up, she sighed, her supple breasts rising and falling as she slapped herself awake. Kara got up, wiping some dust off her yoga pants and her almond coloured skin as she surveyed the mess before her.
She loved Gina but damn could she get on her nerves sometimes. It was at this point while pulling a dildo from under the couch that she pulled out a magazine advertising an interview with Ling Colt on the cover. She was in a tight fighting business suit with a short skirt which would usually have her long horse cock dangling out of it if it wasn’t tucked into her suit almost peaking out in between her cleverage. She sighed and tossed the magazine onto the coffee table.
She looked at it again, usually she didn’t touch Ginas things but there was something about that magazine and the herm on the cover that was so alluring. She almost couldn’t stop staring at her dark brown eyes, almost as her eyes were transfixed onthe bulge in her shirt between here massive d-cup tits.
Kara thought she could see just a bit of precum trickling from the flat head of the herms cock. Maybe she should read the interview, maybe there would be better photos inside. She started flicking the magazine for more lewd photos before her phone next to her rang.
It was Gina, only now did Kara realize how into that Ling Colt person was and, feeling embarrassed that she was looking at another herm other than her wife she picked up the phone.
“hey honey hows things over there you all settled in?” Kara asked.
“good, good, got some room service and watched some TV, you okay? You sound like you’re panting like you’ve been lifting something heavy? Said Gina on the other side laying flat on her bed tweaking her nipples to fill up her cup of coffee.
“yeah yeah im fine, just a bit flustered from cleaning the flat, you have to stop leaving so many toys and magazines around, shits getting all over the place.
“you like what you see?” Gina said in a sultry voice
“not as much as I’d like to see you again” Kara replied, playing along “ I saw this one model, her name was Ling or something like that, I loved the suit she was wearing, maybe I should buy one for you and we could have a little fun when you get back?” “provided you haven’t been whoring out again with other girls”
“oh you saw Ling Colt? Shes an icon for horse herms” Gina replied, ignoring the question as to not anger her wife. “I’ve got some videos of hers if you want to watch together, if you know what I mean”
Kara blushed, while she had been into and married Gina, she had never really watched any Herm porn not less watching porn with her partner. But she just couldn’t get her mind of that Ling Colt woman, she was beautiful after all she thought as her hand drifted towards her yoga pants.