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Post by obsession on Mar 28, 2008 21:40:07 GMT -5
The very *friendly* personish mare pranced threw with out a care, she was big and well built. Her white tresses fell agianst an ebony frame. She work a big smirk, she was in heat. She wanted a mate bad she wanted to feel the force. She sprayed her scent every were leting all know she meant buisness.
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Post by dreambig on Apr 4, 2008 19:35:15 GMT -5
Flame was watching from behind an oak tree as the mare pranced by, he walked out with grace and pride. His tall 17hh frame rippled with muslces and health, his smoky grey tassels fell gently againest his tiger dun coat. He whinnied a melody across to the mare, as he let it linger in the air. He reared up and shook his crown as he landed on all fours again as he watched the mare.
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Post by obsession on Apr 13, 2008 7:00:23 GMT -5
The mare snorted invitingly. She didn't care who the hell he was she just wanted some d**n stallion to give her her fix, and be on his way. She flipped her tail over to the side and spread her legs a bit. She stood ready, bracing to support his wieght. She smirked and whickered in an jesture telling him it was ok.
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Post by dreambig on Apr 15, 2008 20:35:59 GMT -5
Flame stood puzzled for a minute before hearing her whicker that it was ok. He mounted ---short while later---he dismounted and turned to her, still puzzled that she didn't even want to know his name, or anything.
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Post by obsession on Apr 16, 2008 7:07:07 GMT -5
She was dissapointed with the display but sighed. She urinated so the breeding was worthless.
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Post by dreambig on Apr 20, 2008 15:47:45 GMT -5
Flame snorted Who the hell did this mare think she was? he flicked his tail and blew hard threw his nares.
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Post by dreambig on May 15, 2008 18:46:26 GMT -5
Flame was tired of having to wait for this mare to speak. He reared and mounted her again. This time settling himself in deeper. His tool came out of his steath. He shoved his tool past her walls, and groaned. He felt his seeds release, but contiuned to push his tool into her. He moaned when his seeds released again. The mare wanted her fix, so he was gonna give it to her, he smirked, his bodice pushed close onto hers as he contiuned well after his seeds had been released.
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