Belinda squirmed in vicarious excitement, all soft and feminine under that raincoat, but no one was looking at her, Tom was happy to see. Tom, despite himself, was getting pretty interested in the proceedings on the stage, too. Juanita was riding slowly up and down, rubbing her cunt against the burro's muzzle. Her lithe hips shot out from side to side and she tilted her groin higher.

They could see the animal's heavy red tongue slip into her open cunt-slot, gliding through her cunt-lips and into her inner cunt-folds. His nostrils flared and he slobbered into Juanita's fuck-slot. His saliva lathered her crotch, mixing with the creamy seepage from her pussy. Cunt-juice pooled onto the beast's questing tongue and dripped from the upcurled edges as he slurped.

"Ummmm," Juanita purred, playing to the audience but obviously enjoying it as well.

"Lucky girl," Belinda sighed.

Tom rolled his eyes. What could a guy do with a girl like Belinda? he wondered.

Moist sounds drifted out of Juanita's groin as the burro plied her with his tongue. His tongue slurped and her cunt squished juicily. Cunt-juice sprayed up and lathered her dark cunt-bush. Ribbons of the pearly nectar ran down the insides of her thighs. The donkey ducked his head down to lap up this overflow, then wedged his snout into her groin again.

Gripping him by his long ears, Juanita ground her cunt against his muzzle, her ass churning. The brute was responding to her pussy. His flanks heaved, panting, and his prick was swelling steadily.

Belinda bit her lip in suspense, watching the animal's cock swell to gigantic proportions. His hairy cock-sheath drew slowly back, unrolling from his cock-head.