Sataness
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Dark Lead Mare
A devil worse than the devil himself unfolds.
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Post by Sataness on Oct 23, 2004 6:04:22 GMT -5
Chestnut hued vixen stood atop a hill. She snarled to her brute where ever he was,
"Phsycopath, if you would like to mate this year, I am ready."
She spit in distain at the lights. Still wary, she lowered her perfectly shaped craniea to the ground to graze.
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Phsycopath
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Dark Lead Stallion
Name: Phsycopath Breed: Fresian Age: 3 color: Obsidian Temperment: Cold & Dark.
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Post by Phsycopath on Oct 26, 2004 11:47:58 GMT -5
'e walked up, orbs ablazed..In anger...
Do not snarl at me....Please..
'e walked up to 'er and nuzzled 'er bodice and asked...
Are you ready?
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Sataness
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Dark Lead Mare
A devil worse than the devil himself unfolds.
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Post by Sataness on Oct 26, 2004 19:20:47 GMT -5
Sataness listened to him. Her brown eyes showed afection, and she winnied,
"I am ready whenever you are."
She pressed her chestnut flanck gently against his pelt loveingly. Then she butted her head against his neck gently.
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Roxy
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Light Filly
Only once in a Lifetime to you Get the Chance to fly, <br>So open you Wing and Lets Soar In the sky
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Post by Roxy on Nov 1, 2004 16:55:15 GMT -5
'e got up onto 'er back gently and gripped 'er sides...
"Ready?"
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Sataness
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Dark Lead Mare
A devil worse than the devil himself unfolds.
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Post by Sataness on Nov 7, 2004 13:08:04 GMT -5
"Ready,"
She replyed confindently. He chestnut flancks pressed with his as he mounter her. She waited.
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Phsycopath
New Member
Dark Lead Stallion
Name: Phsycopath Breed: Fresian Age: 3 color: Obsidian Temperment: Cold & Dark.
Posts: 31
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Post by Phsycopath on Nov 8, 2004 13:58:52 GMT -5
'e pushed into 'er, finally able to relax, 'e pushed hard and fast, but not enough to hurt the fae.
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Sataness
New Member
Dark Lead Mare
A devil worse than the devil himself unfolds.
Posts: 42
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Post by Sataness on Nov 9, 2004 16:09:17 GMT -5
The demoness snorted a laugh. He black eyes sparkled. She did not care anymore what he called her. He could call her a monkey if he wanted, she loved him so much she didn't care. She wondered for a moment if this was what light life was like. She pushed the thought aside and playfully pushed him back. She did a mini rear, happily, and galoped a circle around her brute.
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