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The Pleasure Ranch

"What a wonderful idea, Tritus!" Ilorek marvelled. "I didn't know such a place even existed."

Tritus, a good friend of Ilorek's, nodded and rustled his wings a bit. "Don't thank me, it was Shevya who told me about this place; before yesterday I never even heard about it."

"It doesn't matter who's idea it was, the fact of the matter is that we're all here now, so let's go say hi and see what we can make of this." Ceylon the gryphoness stated matter-of-factly.

Ilorek, a hippogryph, had parents of bird and horse, but had never mated with an equine before, so the promise of potentially having fun with one of similar species was exciting to him. "Oh Ceylon, just be happy we're getting this awesome opportunity. I'm sure you'll love it as well as anyone else."

Shevya, the tribal-marked lioness trotted out ahead of the others down the path so she could be the first to enter the building that they were all gawking at. It was a pretty typical looking barn with golden ornate lettering reading 'The Pleasure Ranch', with a subtitle, 'where all your dreams cum true'. The tagline was a little hokey, but given the porn industry's lack of originality, it was about as good a subheading as you could expect. "Well, I don't know about you guys, but I just wanna go see what stud I get to meet with!" The lioness had a deep rumble of a purr emanating from her; it was so powerful the others could feel it in their feet.

"I'm with Shev." Tritus agreed. "I just wanna go see what's in store." He hopped forward with a gentle flap of his wings to catch up with the tiny quadruped female, leaving Ilorek and Ceylon behind.

"Well, might as well hop in with both feet, eh Cey?" Ilorek mused.

Ceylon smiled, remembering a fond event of someone going feet-first into her. She was a rather accommodating gryph-mare, and was more than happy to let people test her limits. A stud ranch would be the perfect place to see just how much she could take. "Indeed. I call the stud that's hung the best!"

"That would be me." Ilorek laughed.

"Yeah, but I can have you anytime!"

Smiling and laughing, the two caught up with Shevya, a somewhat shy Tritus trailing a few feet behind. He wasn't usually a shy dragon, but the closer they got to the ranch, the more nervous he grew. Unlike the others, he wasn't used to having such massive beasts plowing through his backside, so he was more scared than he was eager.

Ilorek noticed Tritus, so he stopped Ceylon and extended a hand to Tritus. "Hey, no need to be shy or anything, it's gonna be fun, I promise!"

Tritus rolled his eyes. "You and your psychic connections. I'm sure it will be fine, doesn't mean I'm any less anxious until the moment of truth."

"C'mere!" Ilorek pulled Tritus up close and gave him a hug, his arm feathering tickling at the dragon's violet tinged scales. "You're so cute when you get this way!" They turned back to the barn together and disappeared between the twin swinging doors.

As the three of them emerged into the simple, rustic looking building, they saw a front desk that was abandoned and covered in a layer of dust, indicating it had been a while since it had been used. Shevya was already propped up against a window leading out to one of the fields, her tail twitching excitedly and her ears perked up. Her tongue lolled out over her gaped jaw as a string of saliva fell to the grass below.

"That is one sexy looking stud!" she marveled. The others couldn't actually see the beast she was referring to, but were too busy looking around for a host of some sort.

"Hello?" Ceylon called. "Anyone here?"

Seemingly from the shadows of the corners of the barn, two towering horses emerged, hands raised and smiles on their long faces. "Welcome! Welcome to the Pleasure Ranch!" The taller of the two stallions announced. He was a massive shire stud, taller even than Ilorek by a head, with a wide, powerful chest lined with charcoal black hair and a mane bundled up in buns. His arm feathering was white, as was the bridge of his nose. He was wearing a riding halter specifically designed for bipeds to ride him while he was erect. His partner was a slightly smaller but chubbier clydesdale stallion with light chocolate coat, and lighter brown speckles along his back. He was wearing a lab coat and was adorned with piercings in his ear and nose, as well as a pair of goggles perched atop his head in front of his ears. Both were sporting noticeable bulges poking out front.

"Hey, we're here to inquire about..." Ilorek started.

"You're here to indulge your pleasure!" The smaller stallion pointed out. "And lucky for you,as our first customers of the year, you get it on the house!"

Shevya looked over from her perch on the window and smiled. "Well in that case..." she hopped down to bound through the twin doors and out into the field, chasing after the stud she saw.

"Indeed." The shire stallion muttered. "Anyway, let's not waste any time, shall we?" he rubbed his massive hands together and looked down at Ilorek, who was grinning deviously. "I think I shall take this one!" he said.

The smaller one looked around Ilorek to lock eyes with Tritus. "And I think I'll enjoy this one."

"Oooooh..." Ceylon groaned, a little disappointed nobody wanted to take her.

Tritus, however, had his reservation. "Actually, sir stud, I do not think my backside could handle a beast of your stature. That thing is as big as my leg." He pointed to the rounded bulge in the front of the clydesdale's lab coat.

"If that's the case," Ilorek piped up, "Then I think that I will have to go with my buddy here and have some fun. Maybe when I'm done with him you can have sloppy seconds." He winked and patted the Clydesdale on the shoulder. "But I do think names would be good to know, right about now. Fine establishment you have here, but some formality would be nice."

The Shire stud bowed, taking off his saddle in the process. "Rannik." He stated.

"And I'm Vasmeth, but you can call me Vas." The clydesdale added, slowly unbuttoning the lab coat, his massive cock springing out and flopping around before bobbing in place. "But, if the bird's taking the dragon, and the lion went to see our Jourd out in the field, then who do I get?"

Ceylon trotted forward and looked up at the two studs, pushing Tritus and Ilorek to the side. "The bird is Ilorek, the dragon is Tritus, and the lion is Shevya. I'm Ceylon, and it looks like I'll be taking you both!"

Both stallions raised an eye and flopped an ear, tails twitching in waves of flowing equine hair. "You can't be serious." the blurted in unison.

The gryphon's face was only a bit above the base of Vasmeth's cock, looking up at the both of them. The studly weapons were each nearing the thickness of her arm. "I can take it!" She hopped around behind Rannik and chomped down on his tail, dragging him back to a corner of the room where there was a pile of tools and some bales of hay.

"Eep! We've got a live one here, Vas!" Rannik laughed as he scooted backwards, his hooves clacking on the wooden floor of the barn.

Ilorek gently took Tritus's hand and guided him over to look out the door to watch Shevya have her fun, trying to avoid the commotion between his gryphon friend and the twin studs that were being practically forced into mounting her.

Shevya was outside, nuzzling and lapping eagerly at a feral stallion's rapidly dropping shaft. This big boy had clearly been used to being fondled between the legs, and the smaller female lioness had no problem using her birth-given gifts of purring to stimulate that super-thick shaft.

"Kinda gets your motor going, doesn't it?" Ilorek mused.

"Mrrrr." Tritus churred in response, nuzzling up into the taller hippogryph. As he cuddled, he looked around Ilorek's shoulder and noticed an old semen collection apparatus that the feral stallion must have used periodically to relieve some tension. "You know, I could be your mare, if you really wanted an equine companion today." He suggested.

Ilorek grinned and drew his friend over to the fake-mare, patting its soft leather.

Ceylon didn't waste a breath. As soon as she let go of Rannik's tail, she hopped around in front of him and pushed her head into his belly, tripping him backwards onto his rump in the pile of hay. She paused only a second to notice the shiny ring of metal pierced through the end of Vasmeth's juicy looking cock. She was instantly drawn to the gentle orange light that reflected off it, so she pounced on him with talons on his belly as she lapped eagerly at the drooling tip, slurping back every bit of juice the stud was willing to donate.

"Oh hello!" Vasmeth gasped, legs tightening up as his cock stiffened. "I see you found something you like!"

Ceylon drew her tongue along the top of Vas's cock before looking up at him. "Laugh all you will, birds love their shiny things." A shudder rocked her body culminating in a wink of her pussy that splashed a few drops of thick, creamy fluid from her passage. The scent was overwhelming to all the stallions in the area, driving them all wild with lust. She was part equine, after all.

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Rannik lay still on his back, sniffing at the thick scent that was Ceylon's estrus pheromone. His lip curled up as his head inched forward, the pleasure of the scent exploding in his nostrils before shooting through his body and concentrating in his crotch, urging his member to fold out on itself as it grew large. The moist tip rest on his knee but flopped off when he tensed up his muscles to stiffen it. Without thinking, he reached across the room to grab at Ceylon's hind leg, dragging her away from Vasmeth's shiny cock ring.

"Hey!" She protested, but hushed as soon as she saw the massive length of stallion that was expanding just a few feet behind her. Unwilling to let go of such an opportunity, she scooted backwards and hoped right onto Rannik, her four legs straddling him on either side as she shot a seductive glance over to Vasmeth, who's own member was unravelling itself as it grew between his legs in a gentle curve of a downward arch. A single drop of cock-drool dribbled out the tip to splash at the dusty floor. Ceylon got a good long look at the drooling member and licked her beak, eager to taste it or feel it in her.

She shook her head and leaned backwards, crouching her hind legs down to grind her cunny up and down Rannik's massive member, smearing her juices all over it. Looking between her legs she saw it glistening in the high midday sun that was streaming through the windows. "Don't by shy, darlin'!" She urged, nuzzling into the shire stud's neck.

Rannik's member instantly stood at attention, the bulbous tip prodding at the fleshy underside of the gryphon's tail, smearing a concoction of her juices all over the inside of her rump cheeks and pucker.

"Come on you two, don't leave me out!" Vasmeth protested as he hopped over Rannik's leg to position himself directly behind Ceylon. His member was fully erect now, bobbing as it throbbed, one hand at its base to aim it. He grabbed her tail and roughly yanked it upwards to peel back some of her rump, exposing a button of pink inner flesh.

She arched her back and winked her clit, forcing more of her maregasm fluid to squirt down the length of Rannik's member, pooling in the dip at the base of his shaft between his balls.

"Ready?" Rannik whispered into her ear as he grabbed his member and aimed it at the top half of her slit, rubbing it up and down to feel the rim of his head parting her flesh and dragging along her cherry-pink insides, coaxing more of her juices from her. Up and down he dragged until he bucked his hips forward, soft tip protruding between her lips to expand inside her.

"Rrrrrrcaw!" Ceylon squealed, spreading her wings out and broadening her stance to shift her hips enough to let the endowed stallion passage into her depths. Wiggling back and forth, she pushed down to force more of Rannik's length into her, an inch at a time. Vasmeth's own pierced cock was still resting on the underside of her tail, smearing fluids all over her sweaty backside as she wiggled.

Vasmeth glanced down over his belly to watch eagerly as the gryphon-mare's cunny swallowed up more of Rannik's shaft. Her muscles were tensing in steady rhythms to wink more of her fluids out all over the shire stallion's belly, but very little squirted out due to the pressure on her opening. The smells were heavenly, and filled his nostrils with a thick odor that clogged his judgement. Getting a rush of dominant desire, he pushed Ceylon forward to tug her off Rannik's cock with a wet pop; he jammed his cock into her as his friend was yanked out, capturing all the fluids that were about to splash out in a wave, splattering on his shaft and moistening him to his balls. One hand still on her tail, Vas leaned into the gryphoness and moaned as her eager lips swallowed his member right up to his throbbing median ring.

Rather than thrust in and out, the clydesdale wagged his hips back and forth while inside, feeling his cock shift gently with every wave, accented by the tensing of the gryphon's walls as she winked, clenching down on his median ring. "Nnnngph!" He grunted, teeth grinding together and lip curled up to suck up more of her aromatic sweetness.

"Share, Vas!" Rannik scolded his partner as he pushed Vas backwards, forcing his friend out of Ceylon with another wet pop. With cunny still gaped open, he thrust upwards and rest his hand on the gryphon's rump, forcing her down onto his eager length. Her lips parted with ease to smother him down to his base, his tip prodding at her back wall, which she tried to push through by resting more of her weight on him.

She grunted and wiggled her hips, tail raised high in the air as she lifted her back feet off the ground, trying her damndest to put all the weight she could on rannik's arm-thick girth. Unable to force the stud's cocktip into her womb, she pushed off in one quick motion that tugged Rannik completely out of her, which in turn let Vasmeth take advantage by forcing his own length into her; she happily obliged and pushed back, wiggling her hips and clenching her muscles around his base before pulling forward, arching her back to force Vasmeth out of her and sit back on Rannik.

Back and forth she went, letting one plough through her depth to the hilt before pulling off with a powerful suck, only to leave her pussy gaped open so she could do the same to the other. Back and forth she went until Vas broke the rhythm by grabbing her tail and jamming his own member in when Rannik's was still inside. His cock bent a bit as he forced himself deeper, her flesh being pressed in deep between her hips, but eventually parting just enough for the gentle taper of his tip to wiggle its way into her. Once the tip had squeezed in, the rest of his shaft came bursting in with one powerful thrust!

"AAAAH!" Ceylon wailed, beak open and tongue lolling out as the second stallion's cock lurched into her, the extra pressure against Rannik forcing a powerful grunt from the stud. She panted and heaved deeply as she lowered her head, eyes closed to focus on the twin equine shafts that were spreading her wide, the friction of their texture lighting her pussy up with pleasure. Her legs were trembling as she did all she could not to collapse on Rannik's broad torso; both stallions stopped thrusting, giving her time to initiate the motions once her passage had become accustomed to the shape of two horsecocks throbbing inside her. "B-be gentle..." she whispered amidst the sound of squishing flesh and squirting juices as she pushed against the cocks, back arched and wings flared out.

Rannik raised his hips to force himself in deeper, reaching up around Ceylon's neck to entice Vas to lean over the gryphon between them. He could feel his flesh sliding against the velvety walls of the gryphon's cunny as well as the thick, and firm textured shaft of Vas; their cocks throbbed opposite each other, a sensation both loved.

Vasmeth leaned over Ceylon, spreading his legs for balance as he pushed in as deep and as firmly as he could. His hands rested on the gryphon's haunches as he nuzzled into Rannik's outstretched hand, nuzzling into it as he grinded his hips against Ceylon's backside; she eagerly pushed back, wiggling her rump against both stallions.

Both Vasmeth and Rannik continued to pump in and out of Ceylon's tight but stretchy pussy, enjoying the sensation of their cocks rubbing against one another just as much as the velvety slickness of the gryph-mare passage. Ceylon was clenching up every few seconds to wink her meaty clit and spew juices all over the twin cocks, each time spurting jets of fluid out from the crooks between the two stud members that were sliding in and out of her.

She closed her beak tight and took in a deep breath, pushing back as far as she could to feel both cocks pressing against her cervix at the same time; the bulbous heads squished against each other and thanks to her clenching canal that was clamping down on them from opening to womb, both grew in anticipation of climax. Ceylon could feel both equine flares inflate in her, a firm yet spongy mass forcing a gentle bulge in her belly. Vasmeth's warm cock ring rest gently on the rim of the opening of her womb, a sensation that intensified as the expanding mass of flesh pushed it tighter against her walls.

"Nnnngph!" She grunted, a squishy queef splattering her fluids all over Vasmeth's thighs.

Rannik pulled Vas down over Ceylon to embrace him in a kiss as their inflated cock tips rubbed against each other deep within the gryphon. Their tongues locked as their soft muzzles rubbed against one another, the added intimacy urging an explosion of creamy stallion seed to erupt, filling her with fluids; the warmth and sensations of the first load quickly coaxing a second eruption from Rannik!

Both equines whinnied in delight as Ceylon let out a powerful screech of delight. Her wings fluttered and tail flicked as her muscles spasmed in an erratic wave of winking orgasms, the pressure from her toned but elastic canal forcing both softening equine members from her with a splash of mixed fluids.

"Huh...huhhhhh, uhhhh!" Vasmeth was panting as his withering shaft slipped out from between Ceylon's meaty lips, swinging back and forth to drip their combined fluids all over Rannik's legs and the underside of his shaft. He slowly pushed himself back using the gryphon's trembling hindquarters.

Rannik was staring at the ceiling, wide eyed and hands splayed out as more of the gryphon's fluids soaked up his inner thigh and his tail. His member, now soft but still partially engorged, lay in a pool of cum and margasm juice on his belly as it heaved with each breath.

"Uuuh, hnngg...cawwww!" Ceylon mumbled and screeched as she tried to hop off Rannik - failing miserably - only to fall on her side in a heap of soaked feathers and sloppy cunny lips. "Heh, wow. Not often I get the pleasure of being bred by such studly beasts!" She mused, a laugh escaping her beak. Rannik and Vasmeth joined in the laugher just as Shevya returned to the barn, long strands of thick equine cum dribbling out the side of her maw as she licked her lips. There was even a steady trail of juices dripping from her feline pussy and gumming up the grass.

"I think I like this place!" She exclaimed.

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Ilorek got a good long look at Shevya as she nuzzled and licked at the stallion's junk, not wanting to be pried away even when Tritus tugged on his hand to bring him to the breeding mount. He caught a glimpse of Shevya getting down onto her belly to swallow up the stallion's throbbing cock and stand back up with it sliding down her throat just as he was yanked away.

"Come on, let's have some fun. Look at Ceylon, she seems to be having fun!" Tritus pointed over to the gryphon and two equine hosts, who were snuggling up against one another on the floor with Ceylon straddling Rannik while Vas positioned himself behind her.

"Of course, of course." Ilorek sighed. "I was hoping to enjoy some kinkiness with horses, you know."

Tritus leaned over the breeding mount and raised his tail. "Don't be like that, Ilorek, you know I'm a fine substitute for now. Besides, look at them go at it, no way I'd be able to enjoy that without feeling like I was being torn in half."

"I understand." Ilorek sniffed at the air as the first spurts of Ceylon's sweet fluids splattered all over the floor and parts of Rannik's legs. It was a powerful scent that drew Ilorek's cock to fold out over itself as it grew, the head poking out and falling slowly as the rest of the shaft inflated to full girth, but not to full stiffness.

"I see you're looking forward to my little dragon rump!" Tritus said with a grin and a sly wink.

Ilorek sniffed the air again. "Well yeah, but that smell, it's so strong!" His member pulsed, a temporary boost of firmness bringing it up to slap between the cheeks of the dragon's rump. "I just can't...can't help it!" He pressed his barbed tip against Tritus's rump cheeks, rubbing it up and down across his tailhole, enjoying the sensation of the thin bristles tugging at the soft scales of the underside of the dragon's tail.

"Oooh!" Tritus chirped, letting his eyes roll back in his head and his tail lower to trap the hippogryph's equine and gryphonic member between his cheeks and tail.

Ilorek grunted as he bucked his hips upwards, his avian talons scraping against the wood of the floor to give him as much leverage as he could get. His bulbous glans was secreting plenty of personal lubricant to smear all over himself and Tritus's backside.

"Be a gentlemen now, make sure to go slow and use lots of lube!" Tritus demanded in a posh voice as he turned back to look at the hippogryph with a sly grin. "Like a sir!"

Ilorek almost couldn't not laugh. His face contorted as he looked away from Tritus even with his dick throbbing underneath the dragon's tail as he composed himself. The humor mixed with the deeply felt arousal was weird and unnerving to his confused penis, but he soldiered on, grabbing Tritus's thick tail at the base and easing himself forward.

The hippogryph's thick but tapered head slipped around up and down between the dragons cheeks before its barbed point found its mark in the middle of the rippled flesh that was Tritus's rump. Slowly and gently, he applied increasing pressure until he felt his tapered glans squish just enough to slide into Tritus's backside, expanding inside as the dragon's pucker tightened around his meaty shaft! "Nnngph!" Ilorek grunted as the feathers on his neck and back stood on end, his tail raising and flicking in a wave of ivory silk.

"Oh dear!" Tritus mumbled under his breath through gritted teeth as he felt the spongy cock tip expanding inside him. It wasn't uncomfortable or painful, but it was a truly filling sensation, and the barbs that were periodically expanding and tickling at his rump from within were sending weird waves of pleasure up his spine that made him clench and accidentally turning what was a gentle tickle into a poke and a prod - perhaps even a stab. "C-careful, hun!" He was gripping at the sides of the breeding mount as he tried his best to relax his hole.

Ilorek, though caring and sensitive to his partner's needs, had a light case of estrus-induced rage that forced him to continue. Gentle he was, but he didn't pull out or even slow down. Increasing the pressure with each moment that passed, inch after inch of his member slid beneath the dragon's tail, the friction of a lack of lube near his base slowing him down considerably but not stopping him from burying more and more of his equine length in the dragon's rump.

"RrrrN!" Tritus grunted and curled his toes. "Come now Ilorek, care to slow down a bit?" He could feel his rim of flesh expanding slowly as more of Ilorek pushed inside him. The friction was tugging on his rump hole, pushing it inwards as the powerful hippogryph forced more of himself in. "Please pull out a bit?"

Ilorek slowed down a bit, but not until his cock was buried to the median ring that was throbbing rapidly with each heart beat. He rested one hand on Tritus's back and pushed down, letting his partner feel the throbbing against his pucker.

"Oh...that does...that feels awesome!" Tritus cooed as he felt his partner's median ring pushing up against the rim of flesh that was his rump. He took some time to enjoy it as the barbs had long since passed his most sensitive areas and were now dulled as they were deep within him.

Slowly pulling back out, Ilorek felt his cock tug on Tritus's rump flesh, his barbs catching on the rippled inner walls to amplify his pleasure. He looked down to see the thin film of fluid making his cock glisten in the midday sun - a sight to behold. Before he could push himself back in, he placed one hand on his rump to give himself a little extra oompf.

Tritus wrapped his arms tight around the breeding mount, claws digging into the soft leather as he looked around, bracing himself to be stuffed full. He caught a glimpse at Shevya with a horse's cock buried two thirds down her throat, the stallion's flare clearly visible in her throat poking out from her chest as she kept swallowing, even though cum kept bubbling out the sides of her mouth.

Deep down inside, Tritus wanted some of that, but he was too busy concentrating on the reaming his ass was taking. The pulsating throbs of Ilorek's cock continued to let it go deeper, bit by bit as the median ring forced itself past his tight opening. He knew it should hurt, but it felt wonderfully pleasant despite the girth at Ilorek's base being bigger than his forearm! He could feel the faint lobes of the hippogryph's yet-unformed knot slip past his opening one plop at a time until all 6 bulges were comfortably resting inside.

"Careful there, Tritus." Ilorek warned, giving his partner only a second to relax before he pulled back, sucking every inch out of the dragon's rump before pushing it back in and hilting it; the sensation of flesh on flesh with minimal lube made Tritus feel like his backside was on fire, but the pressure and the filling sensation of throbbing hippogryph cock was just too pleasant to let a little bit of sex friction turn him off.

Ilorek only managed a half dozen full, wet thrusts before Tritus clamped his muscles down to trap the hippogryph's knot within him.

"N-no!" Ilorek grunted as he leaned over his partner, futilely trying to pull out as his knot began to inflate, locking the two together. The warmth and throbbing passage that massaged his length mixed with the tight opening that clamped down on his most sensitive knot base brought him instantly to orgasm; his flare exploded as the first spurt of hippogryph seed splashed against Tritus's tenderized insides.

The two howled in unison as splurt after splatter of cum exploded into the dragon's tender canal, filling him and giving him a gently inflated belly. Hippogryphs were known for their smaller flares and massive amount of ejaculate, and Ilorek was no different; in fact he wasn't used to being knotted with anyone so the added pleasure coaxed even more from his balls.

Still tied together, the two of them fell off the side of the breeding mount and onto the floor cuddling into one another as Shevya returned to the barn, long strands of thick equine cum dribbling out the side of her maw as she licked her lips. There was even a steady trail of juices dripping from her feline pussy and gumming up the grass. "I think I like this place!" She exclaimed.

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As a caveat, it was revealed that after all of the participants had their fun, they were expected to clean up after themselves, and clean up each other. Ceylon enjoyed many minutes of cleaning off both Vasmeth and Rannik of their combined fluids while they took turns sucking out their cum from her ravaged slit. Tritus and Ilorek were stuck together for more than an hour, so they didn't really have to clean much and didn't make much of a mess, though Tritus squirted out a hell of a load from his backside once Ilroek finally pulled out. Shevya barely had any mess to clean up since she'd swallowed it and most of the mess was out in the field, where nobody was really expected to clean up.

As the group left, Rannik and Vasmeth gave them a flyer to encourage future trips, something they were more than willing to do.

The Pleasure ranch is a place to go to be open with yourself and with others. It's not sex tourism, it's a place of self expression and sexual freedom, and it was free for all to enjoy. Rannik and Vasmeth were just being silly when they talked about customers; turns out they just really wanted in on the action. Ceylon certainly didn't mind. Ilorek even planned on returning the following week to help Rannik with an issue he'd been having.

Stay tuned to hear more about the equines of The Pleasure Ranch!