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Submitted By Anonymous Submitted On Aug10/20, 04:32 Dimensions 2064x1751px File Size 1312.9KB	Views 1357 Votes 3 Favourites 0	6/10 Download
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"A Taste of Freedom (2/2)"

Spirit was pleasantly surprised with the performance of the human. Back with his herd, he often enjoyed being mounted by other stallions, but even they would only last seconds. He always had that confidence, that charming aura around him that worked for males and females alike. But Little Creek kept going, holding the horse's butt tight. He was too aware of the unhoped for opportunity he was given, not willing to let go of his luck so quickly. As the stallion's warm ass edged him ever so close to orgasm, Little Creek seemed to remember he was supposed to breathe. His member might not have an equine size , but his tenacity and eagerness was bringing a certain satisfaction to the stallion. Besides, Spirit enjoyed hearing the human react vividly over each one of his powerful anal contractions.

Just like Spirit's obstinate goal was to keep his freedom, it seemed obvious to him that Little Creek was obsessed, deeply admirative of the most beautiful stallion he had ever seen. Spirit realized slowly, after each one of the human's moans of pleasure, what he represented for him. He started to feel bad for trying to humiliate him into a premature orgasm.

He remembered all those stallions who looked up to him in admiration. As they got to make love to him, some of them even losing their virginity, Spirit's selfish pride was to be able to make them cum inside him in seconds. He failed to realize he had loved his ego even more than they loved him. He had been in love with other stallions and mares before, and yet he did not project his pain of rejection onto those he treated like prizes. And in the end, he did not even get to experience a true, passionate love making, one like Little Creek was fighting to give him, despite his modest condition.

Spirit eased up on his anal contractions, not interested in pushing the human anymore. He wanted to give him the time of his life. He looked back at Little Creek with appreciation and encouragement. Not for taunting for once, but because for the first time, he could understand a human.

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[quote=">> #141767 Anonymous @ Aug10/20 04:32"]"A Taste of Freedom (2/2)"

Spirit was pleasantly surprised with the performance of the human. Back with his herd, he often enjoyed being mounted by other stallions, but even they would only last seconds. He always had that confidence, that charming aura around him that worked for males and females alike. But Little Creek kept going, holding the horse's butt tight. He was too aware of the unhoped for opportunity he was given, not willing to let go of his luck so quickly. As the stallion's warm ass edged him ever so close to orgasm, Little Creek seemed to remember he was supposed to breathe. His member might not have an equine size , but his tenacity and eagerness was bringing a certain satisfaction to the stallion. Besides, Spirit enjoyed hearing the human react vividly over each one of his powerful anal contractions.

Just like Spirit's obstinate goal was to keep his freedom, it seemed obvious to him that Little Creek was obsessed, deeply admirative of the most beautiful stallion he had ever seen. Spirit realized slowly, after each one of the human's moans of pleasure, what he represented for him. He started to feel bad for trying to humiliate him into a premature orgasm.

He remembered all those stallions who looked up to him in admiration. As they got to make love to him, some of them even losing their virginity, Spirit's selfish pride was to be able to make them cum inside him in seconds. He failed to realize he had loved his ego even more than they loved him. He had been in love with other stallions and mares before, and yet he did not project his pain of rejection onto those he treated like prizes. And in the end, he did not even get to experience a true, passionate love making, one like Little Creek was fighting to give him, despite his modest condition.

Spirit eased up on his anal contractions, not interested in pushing the human anymore. He wanted to give him the time of his life. He looked back at Little Creek with appreciation and encouragement. Not for taunting for once, but because for the first time, he could understand a human.[/quote]