Breeding - Fate of the Herd Chapter 7

This time it was the paint mare, and she reminded me so much of the one i had seen when valeria took me to the strange room, the one called 'mel', that i called her by that name when she entered.

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Taking care of the mare's

The pretty white and black paint mare asked smiling. she was enjoying working for the good doctor, much more that she'd ever be willing to admit. "you see the poor fellow has just lost his penis, and is feeling rather... inadequate."

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Making Baby

While the small paint mare had her eyes closed and was panting for breath as she withered in the big mare's knee. "i'm just getting her primed." the big dom mare snorted, at the smaller gay stallion as he edged closer to the bed. "so that's it huh?"

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Separate Ways 3.1

A leather racing jacket still hanging in the hall closet had been left there by brad, a paint stallion who'd swept through town a few summers back buying collectible cars.

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Chapter 15 Queen's Road

We slaughtered them on sight, and they slaughtered painted horses in turn. the conflict has raged on for hundreds of years." she was glaring past daphne but looked at her with tight lips.

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Marked Pony

I stood looking down at the young paint stallion in front of me as my sensitive muzzle told me a million words about what had been going on just before i got here. my eyes and ears filled in the rest of the story.

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The gathering...

The young black and white paint stallion smirked, as the drunken feline admired his hefty male organs. "so do you eat the nuts you lop off?"

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Teaser Pony

The young paint horse breathed heavily from a mixture of elation, arousal, and fear, and the small tubular object unrolled partly.

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Track Meet

As he had just crossed the finish line, the 6 foot 2 black and white paint horse broke the ribbon and with that the crowd cheered.

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My so called love life 3

He has a big equine heart and he gave it to me, he's my paint stallion as long as we live. he leans down and kisses me repeatedly. "i have all i ever wanted now" al says softly.

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The Equine Life

He watched the large barn door open, and a young paint mare walked outside, halter on her head and a man leading her on a rope.

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