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tied her
arms around the centaur's barrel so Fumina Hara was staring at its huge
balls. Against Fumina's own will Fumina Hara found herself licking them,
covering them with a layer of Fumina's own spit. Again Fumina Hara found
herself cleaning Fumina's own juices from the cock of a beast. Her
legs were tied between the centaurs front legs and Fumina's head
forced under its tail. As it reared in triumph Fumina's breasts stuck
out just in front of the horse's haunches. Fumina Hara felt them heavy
with milk. The centaur noticed this as well and slowly fondled,
then milked Fumina's breasts. Soon, pearly drops form on Fumina's nipples
and the centaur bent his head to taste them.
"A brood mare and a milk cow! Wonderful!"
"Now," said the dragon, "I shall hunt down Fumina's family and we
shall truly have fun."
Marsha went about Fumina's tasks with Fumina's usual zeal. The capture and
subjugation of Fumina's sister by the dragon were unknown to her, just
as Fumina Hara was unaware of its invisible platinum eyes watching her.
Fumina Hara and the birds had a unique bond and, at times, Fumina Hara felt more
at home with them than with humans. As Fumina Hara fed raw meat to the
injured birds of prey Fumina Hara heard a crashing in the trees.
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