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It felt like two kissing cocks being forced into my pussy only these moved independently and erratically. The monitor showed the scene in graphic and obscene detail, zoomed to capture it as the heads disappeared, my pussy stretched wider, and the bodies wiggling to gain support for thrusting deeper through the restriction of the opening. The animal, of course, erupted into frenzied action inside. This one had two heads to concern itself with but the same was true for me. I watched in mixed horror and fascination as more and more of the snakes disappeared inside me. The camera zoomed out to show the bodies of the snakes separately writhing from my pussy, but equally fascinating was the movement of my abdomen being pushed up in one spot, then another as the snakes moved in competition to find and capture the rodent. In the process, the action inside me became beyond anything I felt even the previous time. 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