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>ywn be a mare
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>ywn be out of bed early because your entire damn reproductive tract is itching, burning, and leaking love juices. Plus really full bladder
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>ywn have discussed trying feral watersports with your lover. He's down
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>ywn decide maybe not this first round
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>ywn get out of the bathroom and wait in the living room
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>ywn hear your stallion snorting and whuffing as he picks up your scent after finally waking up
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>ywn be fully awake yet find your conscious, sapient thought being pushed into the backseat by all your pheromones. Your body is fully consumed by the flames of Love and The Sun so that you may bear fruit.
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>oh yeah, ywn have decided to skip the no foal spell this year
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>ywn hear your stallion come up behind you
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>ywn hike your tail skyward and wink your horsepussy at him
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>ywn feel him graze and bite at your flank and then meet you face to face
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>ywn share breath with your loving stallion and feverishly make out
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>ywn feel your lover clumsily attempt to preen your wings. Normally he's a pro despite not having any but he's clearly almost as gone as you
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>ywn hear his attempts at conversation break down more into rough breeding whinnies and neighs than words
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>ywn feel him nip your flank again before you feel his tongue on your clitoris
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>ywn feel the haze starting to lift from your brain and body, replaced by a satisfying warmth inside just past your teats
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>ywn lay on the floor with your lover, as you cuddle, make out, and fully regain normal thought.
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>ywn know it's temporary, as it typically takes even the most virile stallions more than one go
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>ywn tell your stallion how happy you are to be the mother of his foals
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>ywn let out a startled whinny as your entire being collapses into your furiously winking love button
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>ywn be wracked with intense pleasure and intense frustration as your lover alternates between love bites on your flank, wrapping his tongue around your clit, and delving into your vagina to taste and smell more of your pheromones.
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>ywn be reduced to a quivering, feral beast of lust and sensation when it suddenly stops
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>ywn hear your stallion give a loud breeding whinny before you feel his weight on your back
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>ywn feel his forelegs around your belly as he manages to peirce your desperately needy vagina
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>ywn feel your conciousness slip to a higher, yet paradoxically more feral plane as he pushes past the tight ring of muscle at the start of your passage and brushes your clit with his medial ring
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>ywn hear his snorts in your ear as he struggles at some semblance of tender, slow lovemaking
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>ywn whinny out your rapture as he gives in and thrusts hard and deep
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>ywn instinctively clench every last muscle in your vagina to capture as much pleasure as possible from every ridge, bump, and vein filling you
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>ywn feel your breath hitch at every tap of your loosened cervix
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>ywn hear your stallion's loudest breeding whinny before you feel him bite down on your neck
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>ywn feel him ram your cervix hard, and then feel his flaring head grab your vaginal walls and spread your cervix taut
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>ywn feel your consciousness fully dissolve into pure pleasure as his warm, soothing seed blasts into your womb and he gives short jabbing thrusts directly against your cervix
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>ywn come back down to earth as your stallion dismounts
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>ywn feel the haze starting to lift from your brain and body, replaced by a satisfying warmth inside just past your teats
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>ywn lay on the floor with your lover, as you cuddle, make out, and fully regain normal thought.
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>ywn know it's temporary, as it typically takes even the most virile stallions more than one go
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>ywn tell your stallion how happy you are to be the mother of his foals
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