Bound to be a Stud
**Bound to be a Stud** ** ** _Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)_ _A raffle prize for Duslor_ _ _ _ _ “Don't you want to cum, stallion? I would have thought you'd have been so badly pent up by now..." The farmhand...
Always Bet on Horse
The stallion did not seem concerned with his companion’s small human problems and continued to belly-slap with obvious satisfaction.
Farm Life
Chester grunted, as he violently belly slapped and penny squealed, before nervously licking again. “its...salty - “ penny murmured, her supple tongue slurping at it, before she squealed and took another lick then another – and another...
Horse milking fun
She asked, seeing the little stud respond by belly slapping himself!
Right in the kisser
A single, hard belly slap. _i am ready for you._ the coyote instantly grabbed the thick dick and smothered the flare with his mouth and tongue. he lapped, and nibbled, and swallowed everything he could. everything he was given.
Hot Spring Seduction Ch 3
And without a word of warning, seviper thrust forward hard, burying himself in typhlosion until the scales of his belly slapped against typhlosion's furry ass.
Jack Frost - Part 3
I rubbed and tugged and gripped and squeezed, stroked and belly slapped and trembled with arousal. my balls ached a little, but it wasn't too bad yet, so i kept going.
Horse Story: The Werestallion's New Herd
He couldn't stop it, nor did he want to as his cock throbbed up against his belly, slapping against it in equine masturbation.
Gator and Son
Dan's big belly slapped against damian's abs as he rode him. "oh fuck dad, yeah!" damian moaned, hands behind his head, enjoying himself. dan felt like such a slut, having sex with his son, riding his cock. he liked it. "fuck dad, i'm so close!"
My Deal with Dad
He'd been the first stallion i'd moved to this building, and it'd been his casual belly-slapping -- and my father's inability to stop staring -- that had opened this thrilling chapter of both our lives.
Absol-utely Bewitching
Instead, the fur and heat of the canine plastered itself against the full breadth of her naked body, its chest and belly slapping the globes of her backside in a deep-seated rhythm.
Desert Rut
He belly-slapped, the sound of flesh against flesh echoing around the rocky cleft even as karnal's tongue dug into a fleshy one.