Pony Prostitution
Mama clyde had become a beast of impassioned sexual urges working for a long string of climaxes and eruptions of draft cum into his hungry unused studly folds.
Wrestling a Legend...
The stout draft horse worked a generous glob of lube inside that virgin rut hole, as the young horse moaned and grunted weakly.
Full Cleaning Service for a Draft Horse
Soon, the draft horse reversed his thrust. he forcefully pulled back before instantly plunging back in, shoving his cock a little deeper than before.
Honeymoon in the hills... chap 2
Inflicting pain now seemed to be on his big draft horse patrons mind, reaching down the draft horse gripped the smaller males firm little nuts squeezing savagely. "owww... owww gods please."
Chapter 1: Beginning Thoughts
Alesta was in no way a small woman, she was a seven foot dragoness but still the idea of being filled by a stallion made her squeal, or it could have been the fingers in her sex at that moment.
A Big Horse Slut
So we end up raising my red fox cub and badger kit as well as our american cream draft horse foals. eden marries me and we're happily expecting our horse twins. i end up really fat and swollen with eden's foals.
A Worthy Challenger
The draft horse didn't maintain his feral rutting for long because his orgasm was right around the corner.
a roll in the hay
As i kept going the morning sun started to come up, i looked at her and started to thrust like a real stallion, not a farm boy, as i lay inbetween her legs i felt her tits and started to thrust more, more harder like a true stallion, this was my mare, i was
Filly Game
The smaller horse almost bolted on reflex, but the draft stallion's grip remained firm as he began to rut the skittish 'mare' impaled securely on his length.
Tate Rape
Davis exclaimed, in awe as he spotted for this mighty draft horse as tate sat up. the big lion was impressed with this new guy, the draft horse would be a great addition to the weight team.
Humbling the jocks... chap 1
Donny asked weakly, knowing the draft horse had been expecting a bit more than just lunch. "sure..." cameron grunted, and then the big draft horse smiled ruefully as he realized that he hadn't brought anything to eat.
The Mare Chair
No sooner had he finished sucking on the hose and emptying the bag than the big horse left briefly to attach a fresh one to the hose and have the pony drink even more of the bitter draft draught. "you will make a fine mare."