Ploughed
Ploughed The afternoon sun beat onto Jonas's back, the violet fabric of his t-shirt reflecting vainly. He was only four hours in and already felt spent - worse, in fact: he felt in debt. He was aching and sweating and the grey-white fur on his body...
Ploughing the fields
The large set of barn doors creaked open to reveal a set of stables, each stocked with a bale of hay and troth of water. With all the animals out in the fields the barn was seemingly empty and eerily quiet as a young male in his late twenties stepped...
Stallion Ploughing
His tail was cut short, but declan still flagged it, revealing the dapples clearly on his rump, as he snorted for more, grunting and heaving like a feral horse, a stud in the moment, the plough shaking under his overly tight grip.
Ploughed pony...
plough horse cock sheath for... for feral stallions. you... you can't be... your not serious... release me at once!" the big equine squealed angrily struggling even more desperately now.
Ploughing Feerah Story
The dragon's body aching after a long day of pulling the heavy plough through the fertile earth, but another day done, was another day done well. he dipped his head into the old bucket full of homemade ale and took in a mouthful of the tangy liquid.
Shower Time
Eth slipped his head around the locker room door. Hesitantly, pushing it open to stare through the crack. It looked empty. Sounded empty too. No sounds of running water or voices. Cold too. Well, cool. Cool enough to make his fur ripple. But empty. He...
Rein-Bound - Chapter One -
At first reluctantly, the plough barely moved. jenny grunted and drug her hooves in, her muscles straining. slowly, then more easily, the plough began to cut furrows in the ground.
Plow Me
Over and over the girl was plowed in to , her body slammed agasint the wood frame of the plow.
A little bit of Mocha with cream.
Clyde tried to form an apology but mocha pulled hard, the soft ground gave way to the plow. the centaur seemed to perk up as she kept her tail high while nearly running with the plow.
"Alpha" Wolf - Chapter 3
He asked playfully as he plowed into the pup.
A Father's Approval
Greg huffed between ragged thrusts of his hips plowing the bunny's stretched tailhole harder than any male before him. keith couldn't help himself.
Savannah Heat 3
Me, if i was human, i'd go for a polar bear - the contrast would be great; i'm african, and i'd be plowing antarctica, overfilling it.