Reenacting Equus
She was his mare... his brood mare, if it was possible, and she wanted him to claim her heat. even if those rumors of beasts breeding anthros were true, she didn't care... she wanted everything he had to give her.
Forging Thoth's Daughter: Chapter One
The image of that woman being mounted like a brood mare is near enough to me puke. “enough of the whore of whores or the saltfish will be swimming again in vomit." i spit. anittas chuckles. “saltfish, the only food i hate more than salt pork."
A Challenging Gift
"yes my little brood mare, this _is_ hot. i've got both of you right...where...i...want...you." i couldn't stop the sinister smile on my lips as i pulled back and slammed into my donk's hot ass.