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Emma salivates with what little moisture she had left. The pain of their sensitive pricks driving them wild. Every one of them was staring at her. The next few shots she caught on her tongue. I need your milk. Emma: Do you have any more? Then she saw a young virile male, fully erect, cock brushing the grass. This is an emergency, after all. But it was enough. Emma: No one is around, no one will care. Then she decides to go for it. Barely more than his head. Her hands feel his urethra, like gushing water through a pipe. She would have to find a drink fast. Slut. Emma saw a horse pissing by a tree, part of her
