When she told the man of her desires, she thought he would freak out, to tell her to get the hell off of his farm…instead a dark smile curled about his rough features. He tied them off upon a post and headed off to get the stallion. XXX C cup breast filled out any shirt she wore perfectly, always seeming to draw the wondering eyes of those single and, yes, married men. Latex had been molded inside to fit the head of the submissive while the outside was shaped to that of a horse, the fur covering matching that exactly of a mare. It took only a second for the stud to catch wiff of those pheromones, sniffs and snorts given as he hopped up to try and mount her, though
