Broodmare
Broodmare By Stefanie Flowers Ohhh...Ahhh...Ohh... I muffle into my bit as unseen hands massage and lubricate my vagina. Bent over a breeding trestle I am being prepared to mate with a pedigree stallion. I am held in position bent over a padded wooden trestle with my head almost touching the floor. One end of a leash is clipped onto my nose ring while the other end has been tightly tied to a ring bolt in the floor. My legs...