Percheron Slut
Not wanting to go home. Ever. That's how it started. *** Sasha had taken her last hit of crack cocaine about five minutes ago and, as always, she wanted more... so she was eating some horse. Of course! With one hand she stroked the huge black Percheron's massive sheath and balls, making the huge creature whinny and snort, making his magnificent prick strain to poke out through the puckered opening of his hairy sheath; with the other hand she lovingly caressed his...