A Mistress' afternoon
Https://www.sofurry.com/view/898925 **a mistress' afternoon** _written by amethyst mare / arian mabe_ the chestnut mare, amethyst, sighed deeply and relaxed, paws at her sides as silk encased pillows and bed sheets caressed hir muzzle and hermaphrodite
Falling South
She had chestnut skin dappled with white and black, with a ring of black and white spots across her smooth neck. she wore a dark green sweater and tight blue jeans. alex grinned to himself and focused on the menu.
Reliable
I felt him cross his ankles just above the base of my tail, and then i leaned forward, hovering over him, grinning down into his whiskery face and roasted chestnut eyes. (he's got a point about the height thing, you know.
Dragon's Den - The Pet Cock
His sweat-slicked, chestnut body was rippling all over with muscle, his coat shining from his regal head to those massive, powerful flanks.
The Kolming of Longest Night
A chestnut male with a blaze of white on his muzzle. holding a spear and a rope. the rope was tied to the neck of the other. a male of similar aspect, chestnut fur, and white blaze across his muzzle.
Dawn of the Hellwolves (part 4 of 7)
The people here thought chestnuts a poor man's food and offered them shamefaced when nothing better was to be had, but chestnuts were rare in puddleford, and therefore more highly thought of.
A Stallion Affair, Chapter One: Stallions after Hours
He was a six foot six inch tall stallion with a bright chestnut coat of fur and a long, flaxen mane and tail, the latter of which brushed the ground even when he stood upright.
10 - The Company Christmas Party
Shi released his cock from the tunnel between hir tits, panting; hir chestnut coat was lightly dewed with sweat.
Dragon Mounting
She frowned, rubbing the sore patch where he had struck, ruffling her chestnut coat in the wrong direction. she could not have that.
Country Stuffin'
He raised his eyes as best as he could in his bent-over position, managing to bring the horse-cock's owner's tummy into to view - covered with a fine coat of short, chestnut hair that rippled slightly over the bunching muscles of the she-stallion's abs.
Rest Stop Ahead
He felt his face burning scarlet beneath its chestnut fur, and then... then he felt it. _heard_ it. the audible sound of himself letting go, and a mere trickle of hot urine escaping the tip of his almost fully erect cock.
A Little Reflection
In one pounce, hero lunged at the smaller stallion, and pressed his huge erection against the chestnut stud's back. chet pressed back against his partner, murrring softly.