Shaundra

"I wasn't gonna say you look like the girl who hangs out by the wall at the rave and then makes a scene, but if you're gonna be the one to say it."

"Cute pic, looks like college days?"

Shaundra's got a smile on even in the kiss, the little woman trying to take control of the kiss is damned hot. Her own tongue meets Mary's, wrapping together in a dance as she gives back the best she can~

While also one of her hands does slide on down to that massive jiggling rear, taking hold

"The only god I respect is one that'll come down and punch me in the face for fucking up and give me a thumbs up for doing right," she replies. "So fuck em~"

She pulls the little lady onto her lap, the height difference still a problem but less of one.

"Now kiss me hot stuff~"

"Hmm... someone's 10/10 or having my own 11/10 hottie. I think I know which im more interested in."

She pulls Mary a bit closer, with the small woman basically tucked against her. "And anytime you wanna make out hot stuff, you just let me know~"

"Oh yeah 100%. I mean, would I make out with his wife if she asked me? Probably. It'll never happen because she loves the greasy fool though."

She leans back in the booth with a big grin in her face, letting go of Mary's hand just so she can wrap her arm around the small woman.

Squeezing Mary's hand, she gives a smile before turning her head away and yelling "DAVE! WE NEED TWO BREAKFAST PLATTERS! DON'T YOU DARE SKIMP ON THE EGGS OR I'M GONNA TAKE YOUR WIFE OUT ON THE TOWN AND HELP HER FIND A REAL MAN!"

She turns back with a grin. "Dave married a 10/10, shes a sweetheart."

She's extremely distracted by Gwen, the redhead's kisses on her neck sending shivers down the bull's spine, but she finally managed it.

With the last button undone, Shaundra's cock bursts free, the fat equine length pressing between Gwen's legs as they continue to make out

"Dave's a friend of my mom," she freely admits, leading Mary over to the only booth that still has cushioning left in it, scootching in. "Whenever there was a reason to go out, this was the place. Decent price for killer food and lots of it. So what do ya want? I like yelling the orders to Dave."

"That we are," she agrees.

The place was just called Dave's and it looked like it'd been hit by several trucks and partial repaired with said trucks. The door stuck as she tried to swing it open, the bull having to almost shoulder check it to get it open.

"Dave! I want food! Make it good!"

"You're not half bad yourself hot stuff," she replies, eyes not glued to the massive ass, but Mary's choclate abs and those have the bull licking her lips.

"I'm a big fan of fit girls myself~"

"If I didn't want beautiful women admiring them, I'd be wearing a turtle neck instead of a tank top."

She stops, bending down so the smaller woman can get a feel. Even without flexing, Shaundra's a wall of muscle.

"And yeah, we're like a block away."

"Yeah, not usually at the gym though," she replies. "When you're as tall as I am with red skin, you kinda get a lotta looks and it gets annoying telling guys to fuck off after a while. Glad I went today though."

"And yeah no sharing was happening, I know a girls gotta eat."

"Well that's the thing, I don't get hypnotized by ass all that often," she admits, shooting a glance down at the shorter woman's ass that is wobbling even as we walk. "But something about it seemed familiar... Dunno, maybe I am just hungry."

"Sick~"

She leads them along the sidewalks, never letting go of Mary's hand as they travel. "So I gotta say, besides you being gorgeous, I feel like I've seen you before. Have we met before this? Or am I just remembering your from my dreams?"

"I know a pretty cute breakfast place that does a bunch of fancy dishes, or I know a greasy hole in the wall type place that makes the meanest breakfast scramble you've ever had," she replies, squeezing back lightly in reply. "Cute and fancy or delicious and greasy?"

"Like I told ya before, enhanced senses love. I could smell it~"

She's back to kissing the bottomless warrior, pressing her up against a wall as she works at unbuckling her own pants, which is harder to do when only using one hand AND your dick is trying to tear through them.

She takes the shortstack's hand with a grin on her face. "What kinda loser asks a beautiful woman out for a meal and then makes them pay? Of course I'll cover this hot stuff. You just gotta tell me what ya want for breakfast."

"Honestly, I'd rather start with the hot red head currently soaking through her pants, then we can work our way through your alien roster~" she purrs, very casually tearing Gwen's pants away to get a better grip on her bubble butt~

"Mostly was just waiting to see how you'd react," she replies, eyes once more focused on that beautiful chocolate rear. "Not a point trying anything if you were gonna sock me for looking. Now, you wanna get some breakfast? Or maybe we can hit the showers instead."

"Your gorgeous clapping ass," Shaundra admits, having gotten over her embarrassment at being hypnotized pretty quickly. "I could lie and say it was something else, but I kinda just forgot what I was doing when I say this thing bouncing."

"Hungry..." she shakes her head a bit, clearing the horny before trying again. "I mean, Shaundra. I'm Shaundra. Sorry I uh, got a bit distracted there."

Shaundra would sit herself down, watching those jiggling cheeks, absolutely mesmerized. Is she drooling a little? Maybe.

She's grinning as Gwen speaks. "Well you might need to be bigger just for it all to fit, but who knows, I've been surprised before."

"Now I'm not against public fucking, but just wanna make sure you're down before I rip those tight little pants off of ya~"

That same deep rumbling noise of pleasure from her, this time accompanied by the bull groping the heroine's fat ass, large fingers squeezing and spanking her bubble butt as they continue to make out in some random back alley.

"Mmmhmm, it absolutely is~' she murmurs. The bull has also decided talking time is over again, leaning back in and capturing Gwen's lips

"Everyone thinks the horns do something for me, but don't feel much of anything there," she murmurs, a smile on her face. "If you wanna touch something that'll make this 'good girl' actually happy, go for the tits or the bits below the belt~"

The noise of appreciation Shaundra makes is felt more than heard, with Gwen in her arms the rumbling is definitely noticeable.

There's an instinct to try and take over, but she's really enjoying Gwen taking the lead, the bull's tongue giving ground but not surrendering just yet

//Yeah no, the first one is a definite 'hey I know what I'm doing' sign.

It's awkward kissing someone three feet shorter than you, but Shaundra's not complaining about Gwen going for it.

Arm wrapping around the redhead, she lifts the hero up so her feet are off the ground, but still letting her dictate how deep this smooch is gonna go~