Cranky kept thrusting into Matilda, and she rested her head on the pillow, gritting her teeth, overwhelmed with pleasure. Her pussy quivered with each new thrust, a soft moan escaping her lips. "Hold on, Tilly! I'm going to fill you up!"

He raised a hoof and pounded the back of her head. "Fuck! What the fuck did you do that for?!" Matilda screamed in shock and pain. Her pussy clenched up, wrapping tightly around Cranky's shaft.

He bit his lip and grunted, releasing his donkey seed inside. He pumped almost half a pint into her in three quick thrusts, filling her up, the excess seeping out of her and trickling down her inner thighs.

Cranky collapsed onto Matilda's back. "Sorry about that, love. It's just part of donkey culture. It had to be done."

"Like fuck, it did!" she complained loudly.

He merely shrugged. He was a donkey. Surely she should have expected a donkey punch.

She wriggled out from underneath him, scowling at her new husband. "I hope you're not going to try that fucking crap every time we do it!"

Sadly, he would.

Author's Note

Sorry, I could not resist. This chapter is kind of silly, and not very romantic. That's why I didn't use this as the real ending.