Fighting the animal urging that now makes Josh move in brutal passion to procreate; but its becoming no use!
Screaming a wretchid sounding bray, Josh stands almost upright, his fore hoofs firmly planted on the jennies' rump.
A mind terrified at what it is giving in to the actions of a male Jack donkey in rut.
Erect to the painful extreme, Josh takes minute steps forward, inching his aching member ever closer to the welcoming warm spot. Eyes scream too, showing the whites as Josh can barely bray he is so enthralled with the thought of mating animal style.
The Jenny gives a impatient look back at her stud, as if wondering why he is taking so long to quell her sexual inabitions.
Josh sees her note of impatience, grumbles a soft bray, and with one last short step feels the flat end of his mighty donkey shaft touch the winking folds of a jenny mare's vulva.
He could not then hold back a second longer, and with on mighty forward lunge, rams home the entire length of his eighteen inch long shaft.
The sound of applause distracts his mating for a moment to see some onlookers standing just outside of the corral.
Pelvic moves begin in earnest, working his maleness so deep the tender folds of his sheath press neatly between those folds of a longing vulva.
Long twitching and mobile ears pick up the voices of those watching animals mate. Josh can hear better than ever before, and his still remaining human wits have the ability to understand what people say and mean.
"Hey babe, look how than big fellow works hisa enormous cock into that female donkey's butt. Damn, babe I'd give real money to have a cock that big!" chides the one man making an excited but foolish wish, and worse speaking it aloud.
The corral is next to Jeb Flycatcher's Stable and horse rental. He is an man with good ears, and equally ready to offer anyone the deal of their life.
Josh looks up from his endeavors, seeing Jeb walking toward the small crowd of onlookers. As from his high stance behind the jenny, Josh takes note the Mister Flycatcher is holding several small bottle of something behind his back.
A moment's thought and concern over another man making a life long mistake, turns a donkey jack from jerking out his last good squeeze of semen.