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She leaned forward and hugged the Unicorn’s neck. His long mane was fluttering slightly in the wind of his flight and felt like a feather duster against her nipples. She tightened her knees against the Unicorn’s side. This wasn’t to keep from falling off, but rather to heighten the feelings between her legs. She couldn’t fall off, indian partially because there was a thick leather strap which went beneath the Unicorn and tied her ankles together, but more importantly, she couldn’t fall off because there was a second horn on this Unicorn. That second horn was in the center of his back and pointed straight up. The “back horn” as she had called it on previous rides, wasn’t long and hard and golden callgirl like the horn on the Unicorn’s head. Instead, it was short and soft and warm, and it pulsed in length and girth and even heat as the Unicorn flapped his wings through the sky. 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