The Mare Chair
He was hot, and he breathed, and he uttered noises from the occasional pleasurable but unexpected rub to his organ or the tickle of his balls from his 'mare's' tail. so much...more...
The Mare Motel
Generally, all slaves are mares. specifically, they are either cumdumps, cows, or babysluts." master silk calmly remarks.
Raising a Mare.
Another commission, this time for Pasha. A bit bizarre and too lovey for my usual tastes, but it was fun. Enjoy. --------------------------------------- "Hold still, your tie is crooked." Pasha looped his fingers in the collar of the skunk's...
The Teaser Mare
Before long, one of the mares, a lovely white shetland, was pulled aside from the group and a majestic brown quarterhorse stallion joined her.
Christmas mare
The longest, hardest and most painful orgasm of my life, balls boiling, cock squeezing and spamming my last seed straight into the mares waiting mouth.
The Slender Mare
Pre was dripping from my dick as i humped her, my cock throbbing from the excitement as a wave of warm thick cum seeps out and fills the mare's womb.
Mary the Mare
F/M Horse - Human, softvore, some digestion. Born and raised in the countryside, it was only natural to stay there when the decision to leave my parents' home behind came. Although not running a farm, but still having a stable next to the house I...
The Mysterious Mare
The Mysterious Mare The cracks were starting to show. Straining walls of resolute grey held back a wall of water so immense that the organized mind could not comprehend the sheer volume. The dam was old, built many, many years ago, and was...
the mare and i
The lad looked and stood up, he then looked at the bull and spoke, "are there any mares here sir?"
Maiden Mare
Her tail lashed back and forth as she tried to lean out the back window towards the pasture and let out a whinny towards the small band of mares.
A White Mare
She hit the mare with the crop and pulled the reins back hard - i winced at what that would do to the mare's mouth. she hit the mare's rump with the crop again, lightly this time, pushing with her hips, to make her walk.
Mare-ied
Mare-ied Written and Edited by PgFalcon "Hey sweetie..." coos my bride. "Nervous?" "Not at all honey," I say triumphantly back, careful not to peek before the ceremony begins. Bad luck and all you know. But I do know that she's going to be wearing...