Kauto and MW Part 8a
Kauto stared at his gorgeous body as the chestnut horse smile and blushed before heading inside. mw waved his hand in front of kauto who was gazed by the site he had just witness before coming round to his senses.
Equine First Times
Fabian, however, could not resist, his eyes meeting veron's desperately, though the liver chestnut stallion nickered, head jerking up a notch. was he serious? "i..." fabian grunted, struggling to get the words out, blushing heavily.
Oh, how the mighty have crinkled
One of the other regulars, a chestnut stallion named rick, was already flirting with him. upon seeing the large wolf, however, he made a hurried excuse and scurried into a corner. rick was one of the wolf's many previous rapes.
A Tale of Two Horses, Act 9
Draining every last drop from my tank, my mind now slowly starts to calm down from its orgasmic state, i look down into the bowl and can see the fruit of my loins, a thought springs to mind "what a waste, that could have been swallowed by that wonderful chestnut stallion
Fur Olympics Part 10 - Sybaritic Passion
As chet emptied the big tiger and took the big tip out of his muzzle, toqeira raised the chestnut stallions' chin gently so he would stand to his hooves.
Stone and Wolf
The guard took his collar and led him and the chestnut horse away. "slayer? if you please..." lyke turned back to the three guardsmen and followed them through the village.
We are Shadows: Prologue
Melissa didn't need much convincing the chestnut mare was already in love with the bright yellow ball of fluff the moment she got her hands on him.
Horny Halloween
Brad had gone for the minimalist look; the chestnut stallion was wearing only a cowboy hat and spurs that clicked against the floor every time he shuffled his hooves. with a loud whiny brad came, painting bella's black fur with hot horse cum.
Fur Olympics Part 1
As he turned away, kauto could see chet's deeply etched back muscles working and began wondering how he compared to the chestnut horse.
DSOTM: The Host with the Most Part 1
The chestnut mare asked. "yeah... i mean, you know i'm not into camping, but the hike was nice," tawny said. "those trees were really cool, the old ones." and she had thought so, surprisingly. camping was nice when it was walking.
Stabled
Amethyst, the chestnut mare, sprawled out on the hay bale, smirking at the delicious sight of her black stallion slave whinnying madly and fighting his restraints with a feverish, anxious look.
A Most Inconceivable Rescue
I even knew a friend of mine--a minotaur--who got a twenty-year sentence due to an affair he had with a young chestnut mare.