Leonidas and Destrier
The prince struggled in vain against the massive weight and powerful grip of the draft horse.
My Daddy's Foal
Mom couldn't handle having given birth to me, an intersex draft horse. dad raised me all alone, and was always good to me. we are american cream draft horses, clothed i look like a smaller dad. i am a hair shorter than 7' tall, my dad is 7'6".
Life of a draft horse
#1 of slave jade~ life of a draft horse the sun was at its hottest, and here i was, pulling the hoe through the fields of my mistress.
Show Off
Beneath the gold letters that read "HVFD", the trenchcoat-wrapped figure pushed through the door and locked it behind him. He paused to discard his umbrella and shake the rainwater from his coat, uncoiling the long, plush length of his tail from...
My Daddy's Foal 2
Our sons/grandsons are big, beautiful american cream draft horses looking just like their sire. they will be hung like him too.
This Is Budweiser
The sounds of two mighty draft horses in the throes of passion left nothing to the imagination, either. hank worshiped thunder.
A Good Night\'s Rest
He turned on one of his dimmer lights before walking to his dresser; trace was a draft horse that worked at the same company as jay. like his friend, trace was equally toned from his years of work.
Wereness 1. The Mare
\<\< Forward \>\> Welcome to a reading experience that is surely to be something of a pioneering endeavor for me. For years I have seen my share of truly great erotic stories written and thus inspired to possibly some day explore the possibility...
My Daddy's Foal-Ed
Joe loves being a somewhat rare breed of draft horse as we're not too common. joe is gorgeous, the spitting image of his and my sire.
16th Birthday
A darkly furred wolf, muscles and scarring showing him most likely to be a blacksmith, a pale furred draft horse towering behind the wolf and next to him a black masked tiger. the three males angrily looked down at the slip of a girl.
A Roll in the Hay
The town was relatively small, no more than a square mile. It was a bright, sunny day, and Adrian was walking down the street, a gentle breeze blowing through his fur. He was a fox of average height, with light red and gray fur dancing and rippling as...
Driving Miss Rosie
# Driving Miss Rosie ## S.M. Wolf * * * _Sam. Mistress Margaret, Miss Rosie and this story © 2011 by S.M. Wolf. Characters and this story may not be copied or used without prior written consent of the author. Any resemblance to any person, living or...