Slammed, the chin hit hard the sloppy bathroom floor. The force of her fall made for Jennifer to feel the slurry of infecting donkey semen that coated the floor. She sniffed it, smelling the odor of it all, and as she tried to rise up into a kneeling position, that is when she let slip out her tongue to moisten dry lips.
Instantly she knew the taste of donkey semen was in her mouth. The flavor so similar to the scent, it filled he with a weird desire, that of wanting to be for her colts as would a jennet.
In the instant of thought and imagination, Jennifer realized the power of the semen over her, and she cupping her hands together, took what semen she found there on the floor and began massaging her skin with donkey infectious sperm.