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                Yes,

there were a lot of different animals at the zoo. So what questions do you

have? Where was it at? Nice try... I wouldn't tell you for a ton of cash. I was

never discovered I my clandestine activities, and I intend for it to remain

that way. So what do you want to know about next?

                I know,

I know; how can you ask when you have no idea what I had access to? Well, let

me see. There were the domestics I mentioned before. Hmmm. Maybe Annabelle...

                Annabelle

was a donkey in the petting zoo. She didn't actually mingle with people, but

was in her own, rather open enclosure. She was friendly, since like a lot of

animals, she got fed all the time. She was a touch overweight, but otherwise in

tip top shape. There was no male, as it was with a lot of the animals, because

the zoo would have no way of handling a large influx of births. That was

something I worked on correcting.

                Anna

had a habit, with the information regarding it being passed along to me by the

staff. She was missing a patch of her hair on her rump. The reason was that she

was constantly scratching at the spot on a bit of wooden post that jutted off

of the framework of her shelter. I had looked at it and agreed with their

assessment, though it was obvious just by watching her behavior what had caused

it.

                When

people wouldn't being paying attention to her, she would wander over and

scratch her butt on the post, really getting into it. I didn't think much of it

at first, because there were a lot of animals to get to know. It's hard to

focus on a few when you have many under your care. Besides, what

horse/ass/mule/donkey didn't getting itchy skin?

                But one

day, I was in the pen next to hers, checking over the sheep, when I saw her go

into her shelter. There was a knothole where I could see in, so I stood and

looked in on her. She was scratching her backside vigorously, but not like I

had presumed. What she was actually doing was working it against her vulva and

masturbating with it. I think that if she had a dildo nailed up there she would

never have come out of her shelter.

                It was

a quiet day, so she stayed in there for a while, shaking the structure with her

energetic self pleasuring. I quit watching, largely because I was getting a

hard on. I returned to check on the sheep, and finding one in the back, behind

a low wood partition, got some of my sexual tension out on the poor thing with

my fingers. Thankfully, it didn't seem to mind. It seemed all the girls here in

the zoo needed a guy.

                The

sheep were big enough to handle me, but I wasn't interested in them at the

moment. Annabelle had exposed a rather hot pink slit during her frantic

rubbing. It wouldn't be as tight as Olive or Goosey, but I bet it was just as

willing, probably more so.

                I left

the sheep pen, went and found an apple, and returned to her pen. She trotted

over to the gate, ears up and completely alert. I held up the apple and walked

into her shelter. She followed like a pet dog. Once inside, I gave her the

apple and while she demolished it, ran my hand over the bare spot. It was abraded,

but not raw. She had been doing it for so long the area had calloused over. The

poor girl! She needed screwed pretty badly.

                As

usual, I waited until evening, making certain the park was devoid of human

life. I made my way across the compound to the petting zoo, to where she was

still scratching at her itch. I had another apple with me, which she nearly

pounced to grab. I patted her shoulders, her back, working my way down to her

butt. She tolerated my actions with little fanfare, but as I worked my hand

down her hip and inside, under her tail, she froze.

                Her

head turned to look at me. Her ears were up, and she snorted once or twice.

Since this wasn't in any way aggressive, I worked my hand to her cunt and pried

it open. She blew out a breath and held stock still.

                She was

wet, and as before from the glimpse I got, her cunt was a hot pink slit against

her gray fur. She was tighter than I expected her to be, given her size

compared to the others, but being a virgin, I suppose things hadn't had a

chance to get stretched out. I slid in four fingers, but my balled up fist

wouldn't go in. But damn, was she getting off on me trying!

                I

didn't need any other prompting. I stripped and got behind her. I lifted her

tail out of the way and pushed in. Like with the ostrich, I knew she could take

a lot more, and I sort of wished I had it to give.

                I

grabbed her by the haunches and went to work. She helped matters by pushing

back against me. She was even biting the wooden board that ran across the one

side of her shelter. I knew it couldn't be from pain, because lord knows I

wasn't hung like a horse. She just needed it so desperately that she had to

fight the urge to go crazy.

                I had

no such qualms. My first load was delivered within minutes. It was a turn on to

know that she needed what I had to give. I pumped her full, all the while

feeling her contracting around me. I remained at my station until I was sure I

was done filling her up, and then started pumping her again. In no time I was

hard and ready. This time I would last for a longer period of time.

                As I

did, she resorted to her ass wagging again. I guess old habits died hard, and

her movements made it a little difficult for me to stay inside. A male equine,

with its weight, would have held her still, but then again, he would have been

done in less than a minute. We were going to have as long as I could hold out.

I needed to get her to settle down.

                Hardly

believing I was doing this, I pulled out, and grabbing a halter from the

cabinet on the wall, put it on her and tried to tie her head down low to an

eyehook. She was patient with my attempts, but finally butted her head up. She

suddenly stopped and sniffed my crotch. Recognizing her own smell mingled with

mine, she snorted and gave my cock a lick. It was an incredibly slow one,

running from my balls to the tip.

                Now, if

you know anything about horses and their teeth, don't be fooled by the fact

that they're herbivores. Their front teeth are narrow and chiseled on the ends.

They can inflict a pretty severe bite. So I was a tad nervous about having my

cock anywhere near her mouth.

                However,

if you can forget about those teeth, then there is something else about an

equine's mouth you should know. Their lips are designed for grabbed grasses and

other plant material. They are very strong and very soft. Oh god, how soft they

are.

                I don't

know if horses perform fellatio in the wild. I doubt it. But for some reason,

she decided that she wanted my cock in her mouth. Once she started, I simple

grabbed her head and hung on. And the fact was this; I have never had a blow

job like this ever. Her teeth never came into play. Her wet tongue curled

around me, and those lips worked my shaft all the way to the base and beyond.

                I

suppose she was sort of thanking me, and while I didn't mind, I was more than

willing to keep working over her back end for as long as she tolerated it. But

I was now no longer in a rush to get back there. The only odd thing was that

she was mildly pulling me backwards. I figured out her plan when her head

started waggling back and forth. She had worked herself backwards to her

favorite knot and was rubbing against it like a manic.

                I held

onto her ears, hoping that I wasn't hurting them. Ears are pretty sensitive you

know. After a while, I started my own movements, fucking her face with

increasing ferocity. Her tongue was curled up like the lower half of a vaginal

wall. Her lips were more interactive than I could ever have dreamed of.

                When I

came, I could feel her teeth against my crotch as I pressed in tightly. She

wasn't biting. She just had her lips parted to make things easier for me. I

grabbed her mane and pounded until I thought her head would come off. Of

course, I was the one who lost my head. With a groan, I spilled my balls into

her mouth.

                I was

panting like crazy while she patiently waited for me to vacate her mouth. When

I did, she swallowed and whinnied. Right then and there I knew she was going to

be my regular girl here at the zoo. As it was, she was turning around to

present her butt to me. I smiled and patted it.

                "Give

me a little respite girl. I need time to recharge!"

                She

snorted and trotted off into the darkened enclosure. When she came back a few

minutes later, I swear her look was "Well, are you ready yet?"

                I

grabbed my half limp tool and worked my hand over it. It was still plenty slick

from her saliva. She watched me for a few minutes as I willed it back to life.

When it was finally hard enough to stick back in her, I did. You could almost

hear her sigh.

                I

worked her over for the next hour. Yeah, that long. I couldn't get the next

load to come up. She enjoyed every minute of it. So did I, even if I was nearly

ready to drop when I came. I was thankful our heights matched in the right

spot, or else I would have had cramped toes when I was done.

                The

unique thing was watching her do her little winking trick that horny mares do.

Also of interest was the doughnut hole right about it. It was as gray as the

rest of her skin, but a little pink showed through there from time to time,

giving off the idea that she might want a little action there as well. I might

give it a try, but not tonight. I was all done. Sadly for her, I think she

would have gone all night. She apparently had greater needs to be filled than I

did, and that was saying something!