A Filly's Tail
The jackals handed ellen's reins to the stallion. ellen hoped to talk to him, to learn about him, to perhaps find some sympathy or even a savior in a fellow horse.
This Is Not Hardcore
Tom is a percheron/friesian draft horse adult film actor who is essentially dead inside.
Horse ass 2
Amber was still craving deeply for the draft horse's large derriere.
Family Practitioner
"you've learned to use your mouth to pleasure a mare!" his smile widened as he slipped a ungloved finger into cameron's hot sheath hole. the big draft horse gasped at the sensation of having something sliding into him.
Whiskey Goes on Stage
The horse snorted, finally standing up. he was certainly fitting the name 'draft stallion,' given his near seven foot height, broad shoulders, and hooves like dinner plates.
Joel and the Muscle Beast - 3
They highlighted the horse's muscled buttocks and the enormous, obscene package bulging off the front of his pants. if joel didn't know better, he would have thought the horse stuffing his underwear. except... joel did know better.
Chapter 8: Time With Old Friends and Meeting New Ones
Time With Old Friends and Meeting New Ones Alesta smiled warmly as she pulled a comfortable cot from the storage area of the room and slid into it laying back peacefully. She took off her robe closing her eyes as she felt the first vines touching...
Big Fish Stories
The big draft stud was on his third pitcher while tristan was barely on his four glass. the draft horse was thick around both the arms and the gut.
Demon Hunters, Chapter 2 – Kidnapped.
When it landed on the horse's paw, it disap-peared immediately. nurrey moved forward and saw a dark feather on the horse's paw. shaan closed his fingers around it, feeling the cold atmosphere around the little plume.
School Honor 20
The big draft horse panted, as that hot rough tongue lapped around his hard cock, ignoring it as it moved down to his bulging velvety ball sac.
Equine Cream Filled Lions
Jim is humping my spasming cunt like a mad horse desperate to fill my now fertile belly with his foal. he grips my shoulder with his teeth as he bucks on top of me, flooding my egg bearing womb with hot, viscous horse sperm.
Ill Fated Trade
Minutes passed, and my friend called to me, he informing me the horse was a gelded belgium draft horse its form, but mentally, it held trapped a human mentality wishing to make a trade."trade of what," i called to my friend."