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Shush, Spirit! (Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron) - HD
🕑 Added 2021-08-27 20:39:00 +0000 UTCAn fairly old commission that has already been posted on the commissioner's FA account but not the 4K version. So I thought in posting it here first before adding to my FA on a later date. Thanks so, so much to Haflinger for commissioning and writing a little background story for us:
The night fell all over the grassland and every creature, except the night active ones, were already asleep. The bright light of the full Moon was basking everything over the big grassland, it's hills and tall pine trees. It's mesmerizing light also shone over the herd of wild horses that was settled in for a quiet night of rest. Everyone was sleeping peacefully... except for two.
A beige mare with cream colored hair and a Kiger Mustang were laying together in the middle of the herd. All you could hear from them were the sounds of licking and heavy, yet tried to kept quiet, breathing.
If anyone would come near, it could see that it was the lead mare of the herd, Esperanza, and her son Spirit. He was laiying on his back, biting his lower lip and his face scruncehning, trying to keep in a moan so desperately. His member was rock hard as his mother was lustfully licking it, coating it with her salvia and his precum that was leaking from his flared tip. The mare had one of her front hooves pressed down firmly onto her son´s balls, already moisted from her licking, and massaged them firmly, adding to the lust she was giving him.
Esperanza was laying at her side, with her tail and hind leg raised as much as she could, showing off her wet backside almost like an involuntary movement of her inner mare instincts. She couldn't control it. Her vulva was winking, squirting in all her pleasure, soaking and messing all over her thighs and plump moisted teats that were also exposed with dense orgasmic fluids, that mixed with the orgasms that Spirit had provoked in her before switching places and returning the favor.
Of course it was risky doing it right there in the middle of the herd. So the older mare glanced around, hoping the her son would keep his moans quiet, while her muzzle and soft tongue took care of his pulsing member and her eyes darted around to make sure no one would wake up.
Sometimes, the best things in life can be risky.
Enjoy!
