Treating a Gorgon

Finally the draft horse reluctantly took his limp juice-covered dick from her warm, wonderful folds.

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Equine Roulette

One enormous lurch from the draft horse pushed him past her cervix, and ella nearly choked as she tried to neigh her pleasure around the mouthful of master's cock.

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Royal Right Chapter 1: A Strange Feeling

Coming in, a bulky, brown draft horse hugged the two separately as soon as he saw them.

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Ponies at Stud

Jennifer and jarred not knowing the happening outside the barn had watched and heard the manly form talk to the draft horse as if he were new there.

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In the Rakhouse... 13

Jerome the lusty draft horse moaned, as he watched jordan's thick lips bobbed slowly up and down on the marmot's stout dick.

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Vorlans Hunt...

And quickly bound the big horny draft horse stud in the same manner. with his prey suitably aroused and trapped the young tiger stepped back to admire his good fortune. "errr... come on pansy... ya gonna get it off or not?"

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Sometimes you win ...

Panting hard, the feline hung his head, and â€" eyes closed â€" leaned against the draft-stallion.

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Charlie's Angels, Chapter Two

"this is the front desk calling mike tolan" the radio crackles and then the draft horse answers. "this is tolan, is our friend mr. bosley back?" the coyote confirms the question, the draft horse then continues.

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No Frills: Bonnie Marie Barlow

She keeps chickens there, along with two feral belgian draft horses - a mare and a stallion.

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Warhorse vs Nyteshado

The big draft horse stud snickered. "i've already kicked your butt... among other things." "that was fun... sweet cheeks!" "we need a drawing to commemorate that!" "that makes three zebra butts i kicked!"

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Teaser - Horse Play 3

She took molly's hand, and pointed her over to the spotted draft horse. the beast was insatiable, but his next target wasn't alex or andy or me. he was sniffing at the young, black mare that alex had pounded.

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Squirt

Quickly the zebracorn moved before the handsome golden draft horse can counter, following up his success with a over hand left.

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