The Master's Joke
Ophelia bleated, but curiously the stallion only sat the tip in slightly, keeping it in place and rubbing it steadily as she moved about in pain.
Skyrim, Arga's Story Chapter 10: Ancient Bones and Modern Boners
They were shouting, grabbing for their horses, only to be stopped by a sudden crack of lightning. faralda stood ahead of them all, and the high elf called out in the stillness. "we are mages of the college of winterhold.
Nothing but the run
Another horse, only he is blonde, his fur the colour of gold. his body is lithe and fit, his slender chest swelling a little with every breath, his hips are slightly plumper and sway a little as he trots.
The Bondage Salesman
Lukas grunted at each deep thrust but he was warmed up by now and the horse only pushed a tiny bit deeper in each time - this combined with the smooth, constant rhythm meant that there was no sharp pain, just a constant and pleasurable stretching.
Driving Miss Rosie
Miss rosie called out to the older mare cheerfully, but the quarter horse mare only scowled at both younger horses through the back window. sam pulled the cart into miss rosie's driveway. "pull around back to the barn, sam," miss rosie instructed him.
Hisses and Kisses
Big mac arched his back and moaned into the kiss, but she gently and insistently kept his body firmly restrained, leaving the stallion only able to roll his eyes back as he lost his anal virginity.
post pony shire rosedust verson
The dragon flew towards shire; the stallion only a few inches away from the post office.
Full Cleaning Service for a Draft Horse
The horse only managed to fit in half of his gargantuan schlong, but he used that part as best he could, pounding his tight, howling cock sleeve hard and thoroughly.
The Very, VERY Hungry Deer - Friday
The horse only gave a casual glance to the deer's stomach; he was used to neil coming in for some drinks and fun after a big meal. the purple and pink fox sitting next to him was not nearly as familiar, though, and neil knew it...
A Lion's Healing Love - Chapter 8: Therapy
The stallion only nodded as he grabbed the trays from earlier and piled them up neatly before handing them to the wolf. "take these to the kitchen and leave them by the sink, nothing else, okay? and take your time on the stairs, randall."
Treating Mom at the Spa (Mothers Day)
The mare only could moan and coo as she felt her womb's entrance being tongue fucked by her son, how good it felt as his moist mouth sucked and licked her insides.
Sweet Pony Jock
On his ripped torso the young stallion only had a red football shirt with the number "12" on the back written down in white. he wore no shoes but had ankle-high stirrup socks, also in white. the tops were folded once over for the perfectly neat look.