"Hawwww..." she breathed, lost in a haze of pleasure. Between her guttural groans, she heard the pattering of the mess she was making, which only turned her on further.
Good...I'm a donkey, a filthy beast, existing only for pleasure and base instinct...
Her fingers worked up and down inside her, and she dreamt of a jack who could give her what she needed. She brayed again softly, then couldn't help but giggle dumbly at how her voice sounded. A donkey...nothing but a jackass rooting around in her snatch...