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01-16-2013, 09:48 PM
Fuck. Fuck fuck fuuucckkkk! It replayed in her head like a rooster crowing in the early morning and waking everyone up. Woah. He had made progress and was already making his way. She nipped him away a few times, but when she looked at his sparkling green eyes she couldn't. She couldn't help it, but enjoy this. Every time she froze and enjoyed herself he made headway. Why had she been so drawn to him? He didn't even reach her standards? Well, had she even had standards? Why had this stallion get farther than all the others. Then in her moment of weakness... it happened.
Like an AK-47, he was on her. She couldn't think anything, but being swollen with the foal. Vision blurred and she stood. Frozen. Time had stopped and she couldn't move fast enough. He was off by the time she would've reacted. Now what? She pinned her ears back, but was it really any use? She relaxed them. She had her weight distributed on all for of her legs.
Then she shuddered. Bam, bam, bam! It happened to quickly and she felt light headed. Burning hate and passion emphasized her mood. Details were just one big blurred streak. She normally would've run away now, but why? Where would she go? Where would a fat ass, moody, and cranky mare go? Not seducing and that's for sure.
She turned her cranium to Loki. He was almost as shocked as her. It was torture and a haven. What to do... Should she speak? Even if she should not.. she did. "I.. uh.. umm..er.." Of course it came out as word soup... Right now she wished she had wings and could flutter off and hide in the clouds. She turned her cranium straight and away from the ebony stud. Still, she stood rock hard and rooted into the ground.
Like an AK-47, he was on her. She couldn't think anything, but being swollen with the foal. Vision blurred and she stood. Frozen. Time had stopped and she couldn't move fast enough. He was off by the time she would've reacted. Now what? She pinned her ears back, but was it really any use? She relaxed them. She had her weight distributed on all for of her legs.
Then she shuddered. Bam, bam, bam! It happened to quickly and she felt light headed. Burning hate and passion emphasized her mood. Details were just one big blurred streak. She normally would've run away now, but why? Where would she go? Where would a fat ass, moody, and cranky mare go? Not seducing and that's for sure.
She turned her cranium to Loki. He was almost as shocked as her. It was torture and a haven. What to do... Should she speak? Even if she should not.. she did. "I.. uh.. umm..er.." Of course it came out as word soup... Right now she wished she had wings and could flutter off and hide in the clouds. She turned her cranium straight and away from the ebony stud. Still, she stood rock hard and rooted into the ground.
