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Nice continuation. I'm enjoying this story. Thank You.

Nice one. I really like reading female equine copling stories

thank you for sharing

wow good story, is there more to it second part or something :D

Only Chapter 2, and I love it. 10 from the wolf.

MORE PLZ ITS AWESOME :D :D :D :D

awesome it sure is.


more please.

Very hot story

a 10 from me

i Read this story a couple weeks ago and totally forgot to say it is a Tenn. good work

great story, i gotta give u a 22 out of 10 for it!!!!

Thanks everyone who voted for me : ) I'm trying to work on some sort of ending, work hours got mucked up and I'm trying to find time.

hmm, i read it a second time, this definetly looks like a story that can be followed up on with alot of chapters, I hope they r long and sexy!!!!

Itty bitty bit more. Not sure if I'll continue this, sort of hit a brick wall in creativity, figureed this was a realtivlly good place to at least pause for a while.
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As the day wore on he came again and again. But he
wasn't, I don't know, crass about it. He was as gentle
as a horse could be. With my constant stimulation he
came repeatedly, sometimes with mere minutes between
them. His balls seemed to produce more semen than the
big black horse, is metabolic rate must have been
through the roof. He drank gallon after gallon
prompting me to direct him to allow me close enough to
turn the faucet on. Directing a horse from beneath is a
feat unto itself! Richard never came back as he said he
would, I wasn't too worried, Pewter was gentle and both
of us had water, but before long both our stomachs were
beginning to growl.

Finally the sun set and it began to cool. My stomach
wasn't as swollen as it had been the day before but I
was still huge and I could feel Pewter's cock getting
huge in me; since he was already wider than the other
horses he seemed to swell thicker faster, ten inches
around with a foot wide cock head flare trapping him in
my womb. Finally I saw Richard approaching from the far
fields.

"Give me a minute and I'll be right with you two," he
called as he ducked into the barn, he was back in a
matter of minutes.

Pewter shied away from him, whinnying as he came again.
Finally Richard caught his lead and directed him slowly
into the barn where he had a cold pack waiting. He
applied it to Pewter and I was dropped from him in a
matter of minutes. Had Richard not caught me I would
have fallen to the floor, he carefully guided me and my
beach ball belly to the table and stretched me out on
it before moving to put up Pewter.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, kissing me, "A mare was
foaling and things went south, we had to do an
emergency c-section, and time got away from me."

"We've got to figure out a way I can get free on my
own," at that his eyes went wide.

"Are you hurt?"

I laughed, "Oddly enough no, just obviously sore.
Hungry is the issue, both of us, you ever heard a
horses stomach growl? Deafening."

A chocked laugh shot from him, "I imagine." He moved
back and towards my feet, and at the cold touch of
metal he worked the tap into me. "White gold," he
quipped as he began filling and labeling the thermos
like containers.

Finally I was empty and he had seven new containers. He
helped me up the stairs and into his room. We showered
again, before he helped me into bed and curled around
me. Both of us perfectly content.

Hmm, this one loaded funny, sorry!