The Mare
The mare by lonelyrider hulking gladiator tanker james was out riding his huge percheron stallion, thunder, he hopped off as they'd finished their exercise and james began to brush and towel thunder off, chuckling as his playful horse
Business Manager in a Barn
Sunflower buttermellow or "fluffy" as he had named her as a kid, was a soft, good natured percheron mare with the heart and soul of a teddy bear.
In the Service of Mystery (Pt. 22)
They're a lovely couple' 'i've known jason all my life, mum was close to his mum, mrs percheron. i only met erin the once, she's not local is she?'
A Tale of Two Horses, Act 8
Now i have to confess i like percheons very much, rachel was a percheron, a blackie like this guy and boy could she... never mind.
Her Secret Passion 2010 series
The sense of horror instilled at first was since quelled by my changing more, me becoming a large as beautiful, handsome percheron stallion horse.
A Clean Work-Out
He said as he unclasped his hands only to wrap them both around the studs right hand, trying to tug the hulking mass of weight that was the percheron along with him and out of the locker rooms.
Servicing the Stallions
Yet what could one tiger do as he was lofted into the air, a cock squeezing into his tail hole (the largest yet belonging to a red percheron stud), forcing him open even as he yowled and jetted out a comparatively weak orgasm before the watching, mocking
Pet Life (Commission)
He sat up and smiled at the old percheron stallion, patiently waiting for the cage to open. "good," tristan yawned, "good morning, chance." he left for the bathroom after unlatching the cage.
The Night Shift
Content with the answer he'd received, the percheron gently kissed the side of his son's neck once more before taking to one knee.
Bill's secret pleasures
Being an average percheron at 16.5hh tall, i needed something to step up on, so i grabbed a suitable wooden platform box from up against one of the walls and put it behind bill's hindfeet at a convenient distance.
Oh Maiden, My Maiden
Wearing nought but a blood red, crushed velvet robe, the ebony percheron's emerald eyes scanned line by line through his morning's edition of financial times - taking note of the various day to day changes in shareholders and stock values.
Broadening Ken's Horizons - Chapter 4 - Tank's A Lot
I wasn't sure, but tank appeared to be either a shire or a percheron. he had black fur, a black mane and tail and white stockings and feathers. he was definitely a monster. "nice to meet you, ken," he replied, smiling. then he turned to tom.