I entered into what seemed to be an exquisite gym room and saw various mares either lifting up weights in machines or running on treadmills. Most of the mares had been keeping themselves in shape, while others were just looking to exercise their stress away. I decided to take a shot at a few machines and lift a couple of sets. I haven't felt like doing this kind of stuff since it reminded me of my time in prison, but life seemed to be so different here, especially when there are mares everywhere. I couldn't even compare this life to my old life at all, because it just took the load off of my mind in moments.

Once I added some weight on the dumbell, I then took a seat, took a deep breath, laid on the bench. After grabbing the weight from the holders, I started lifting the weight in a slow pace, counting in my mind. While I was lifting, several mares stopped and took a gander in awe, surprised at my strength. Those weights I lifted felt like nothing, but as far as they are concerned, I must have accomplished some goal somebody has made up. But, I wouldn't have the thought of standing in somebody's way for that. In fact, I would have to accept an accomplishment if it was given to me so that I would give that to someone else.

After finishing my set, I put the dumbell back to the holders and got up from the bench. It was then I saw a brilliant gamboge mare with a pale light grayish hair tied to the low end into one thick ponytail carrying crates of health water for the gym and talking with the team managers. She wore a short sleeve shirt with a brown vest, a denim jean skirt, vintage farmer boots, and a light brown stetson hat. I looked away and headed for another machine, grabbing the handles and pushing them for a set. The gamboge mare took a glance at me and asked the managers who I was, and they shook their heads without a clue.

"Though, he looks pretty cute." One of the managers said, eyeing me from the counter. "Rumor has it he was granted access here because..."

The manager gestured a hole and pointer finger, which made the gamboge mare bewildered with a weird face.

"Now, what makes ya think he gains access ta this sorority just ba'cause of that?" she asked.

One of the managers stopped her from getting the wrong idea and explained. "Listen, AJ. He looks well educated, and could be a really nice guy once you get to know him."

I finished my set and headed for the treadmill, feeling the burn in my muscles. Once I set the machine to 'timed run - three minutes', I pressed the go button and started at a slow pace. Despite some of the mares taking a few glances at me, I stretched my arms and took deeps breaths while walking, unaware that the gamboge mare walked in by me with a bottle of health water and a towel.

"Howdy." she greeted. I turned to her and greeted hello back. She then introduced herself as Applejack and handed me the bottle and towel.

"Ya seem ta be workin' up a sweat, so ah thought you could use a towel." Applejack offered.

"Oh, thanks." I said, lightly taking the bottle and towel. "I'm Mojo, by the way. Mojo Kitsune."

"Mojo, huh?" she replied. "Then, ya sure are pretty strong. Ah've seen ya lifting them heavy weights a moment ago."

"Really?" Wow. I haven't noticed." I replied with a blush while she smirked with curiosity.

"In fact, all those mares were lookin' at ya like horny lionesses starin' at a naked wolf." She exclaimed, pointing at the mares, who hit their lips in temptation and gave flirty looks. I gulped, thinking that I was about to be cornered, but some of them left the gym with either blushes or conversations about me. Suddenly, a thought knocked on my head, since her name Applejack seemed to look oddly familiar. It was then I turned the speed of the treadmill a little and started running.

"Applejack?" I said.

"Yea, sug?" she answered.

As I ran, I explained that I have heard - or seen - her name on a drink at a party not too long ago. And while I was onto this, I mentioned that I drank something called a hard cider with her name on it, and it was the most awesome drink I ever had.

"Wow! Uh...thanks." Applejack nervously giggled. "It was a lil' somethin' ah made back at mah farm on some occasions."

"No, really." I complimented. "You must be making money off of them or something. They could've made it big in bake sales. You must be rich with the quality of ingredients you had for them."

"Aw, shucks. That's mighty kind of ya ta say that, but ah had ta stray from bein' famous from all that stuff. Ah jus' sell 'em for tha sake of it. Ah'm sure you'd understand that, 'cuz ah ain't tha kinda mare that jus' makes false advertisin' for money." Applejack explained sadly, shaking off the pride she received. I looked at her as the treadmill slowed the speed to a stop and took some short breaths.

"I can respect that." I said, trying to make her smile and think of another subject to talk about, but she seemed to beat me to it.

"Tell ya what, though." she added. "Fer complimentin' my product, how's about a lil' challenge? Feel like havin' a contest with me?"

"A contest?" I repeated, looking at her smirk, despite my muscles already being worn out.

Applejack nodded before teasingly taking off her vest. "Uh-huh. Ya seem ta be a nice an' strong guy, an' ah lookin' ta know if ya got some real balls a' steel."

Surprised, I turned to the cowmare and accepted with confidence. "Ok. Why not? You do look a little bored standing where I'm running."

Applejack giggled and glared at me closely. "Maybe not. Ya got some cockiness, but do ya really have tha cock to shut me up?"

"Maybe." I winked. "What do you think?"

"Ah say, enough thinkin'. Let's build some muscle." she challenged before going to the weightlifting bench. It was then she called out the manager mares to be the referees. They stepped out of their miniature office to set up the space, putting two weightlifting dumbells and benches apart from each other. One of the managers led me to mine while the other led Applejack to hers.

"Okay, you two." The managers announced. "Here are the rules: You'll have three minutes to rep as many sets as you can with the weight count of your choice. The weight count you choose will determine your how fast you can rep. Anyone that stops will freeze the clock, signifying you have done the appropriate set. Once you both come back down, the clock will resume. Don't use that to your advantage, because that will result in automatic disqualification. First things first, choose your weight count!"

Applejack and I picked up some pairs of weights from the bars. Each of us carried three one-hundred -pound weights, two seventy-five-pound weights, and one fifty-pound weight. We then pushed them on either side of the dumbells before sitting on the benches and laying out heads under it. The referees came behind us and held our dumbells, waiting to give us the signal.

"Ready!" they both announced before seeing us nod. "3.....2.....1.....Go!"

The clock ticked and we started lifting our weights as fast as we can, taking deep breaths before each lift. As much as I wanted to say that I underestimated Applejack's strength, I kept my focus. She groaned as she lifted up the weight without fail, taking a slow pace to calm down her muscles. As for me, I went a little faster, taking my time as I lift.

"My goodness! You two really are strong!" One of the managers exclaimed as the clock reached a minute and fifteen seconds. We both decided not to stop for anything and keep on lifting the weights, but in a slower pace. The strain of our muscles grew strong as we continued, and we groaned harder, feeling burn after burn. The managers were surprised as they saw us persevere, and took a look at the clock, which reached fifty seconds. Victory grew in our minds as we gave it our all, despite the later pain we would receive. As if it were the final stretch, we lifted up our weights one last time, screaming like warriors charging in our veins. The managers stood behind us and put the dumbells back on the holders as we took hard breaths lifting ourselves up.

***

I headed for the showers and washed myself with cold water to calm my muscles down. That little contest gave me a challenge beyond a doubt, and I felt that I have won it. Unfortunately, it was called in a tie since the score was one endless set of thirty-two lifts. As for Applejack, she wasn't bad either. In fact, she is stronger than -pardon my 'country-ism' attempt- a superhero housewife in a beauty pageant talent show. Now that I mention it, there was something that reminded me of what Twilight said.

Applejack resembles the element of honesty, and is a prodigy farmer of Sweet Apple Acres, where her family worked for years after her birth. She formerly left the farm to live with an upper-class family, but felt homesick and decided to come back and work on the farm. Before she came to GEA, she lived with her family of Apples, mainly her brother Big Macintosh, and her little sister, Applebloom, who she figured is in this academy with her. Aside of her being down-to-earth and dependable, Applejack holds many skills for an earth mare, such as baking, building houses, and of course, lifting heavy objects. Her athleticism gave her not only a strong body, but also a strong mind, and is considered not a thing to show off. She can even do tricks with a lasso as well as ride horses or bulls on some occasions, which easily makes her a born and raised Southern western without further question. But what sets her apart from anyone is what she herself called, "Applebuckin'", meaning that she can shake a tree with her hips, her arms, or even her feet, making apples fall down quick. However, she can get really pissed and cause a world of hurt the size of a crossover stampede of buffalo and cattle if anyone rubs her the wrong way or insults her as well as her family, race, or friends, but she is considered a lover of life, and not a fighter unless otherwise.

After showering, I put on my clothes and headed out to the hallway and saw Applejack talking with some mares and holding a cooler filled with bottles of cider, and on top of it, a basket with a blanket inside it. I took a look at her new clothes she was wearing, which I figured definitely looked good on her. She had on a checkered long-sleeve shirt and blue denim jeans. However, she still had her boots and Stetson hat on, which didn't bother me at the slightest. I turned and took my leave, but I heard my name being called. As soon as I turned around, I saw Applejack walking to me with a smile.

"Hi, Applejack." I greeted happily. She asked if I still had some pain in my muscles, and I answered no. It was then I had to stare at how her hair tied to a ponytail, along with how good she looked with her modern cowgirl outfit. To be honest, she looked absolutely sexy, but I was afraid that telling her would lead me to a boot shoved toward my skull, knowing that most cowgirls aren't meant to be objectified as easygoing.

"Uh...Mojo? Ya feelin, ok?" she asked, wondering where my brain was.

I shook my head and replied. "Oh! No worries. I'm okay. Your clothes look really good, by the way."

"Oh, really? Thanks." Applejack giggled, slightly pushing back some of her hair behind her. "Ah ain't none of those flashy frou-frou mares ah come across every now an' again."

"I respect that." I said in seriousness, hoping that she isn't insulted.

Applejack clapped me on the back with a friendly smile, which almost hurt my muscles. "Now, quit apologizin' sug. Jus' cuz we're already friends don't mean ya can come an' kiss mah ass, but since ya did, mind givin' me a hand with that there basket?"

"Ok." I accepted.

We both chuckled at her comment and walked together through the hallway and had a conversation about each other as I held the basket for her. As Applejack dragged along the cooler, she asked about how my life was doing, and I answered that it was a drag. She frowned as soon as I told her that I was in prison for unspoken crimes, and I had to do the time regardless. But as I said that I stepped inside this school, I felt great and free, despite several mares chasing after me. She chuckled, shaking her head at the comment, and asked how life was treating her. I listened as she talked about her being friends with some of the mares she met, and her business doing really well, what with her product almost being the talk of the school. So, it was perfect, but also boring at the same time until I came in. She and her friends had some good adventures here and there, but she hasn't had much thrills days before I came in. It was then we opened a door and went outside.

"Hey. Um... Ah wanna show ya somethin'. Applejack said as she took my hand.

"Where we going?" I asked in wonder.

"You'll see, sug." she winked.

***

We stopped at what looked like an orchard, filled with Apple-infested trees on almost every inch of land, and beside it a red-painted barn, filled with bails of hay laying on the walls. Aside of the weather being clear and breezy, the whole outside almost seemed larger than Fluttershy's backyard. Applejack called me and asked to help her set up. I accepted and slowly let out the large blanket from the basket and spread it flatly to the floor. After that, I came across an uncanny array of pastries and goodies inside it. It wasn't long before I saw Applejack landing the cooler near a tree and examining the trunk.

"Hey, Mojo! Want an apple?" She asked.

"Sure." I asked. She bashed her elbow on the tree trunk, making two apples fall onto her hands. She goosed one to me as I easily caught it, thanking her before taking one big bite of it. The taste of the fresh apple tickled my taste buds as I chewed, hearing the crunchiness in the process. As I swallowed it, I felt my brain witness a firework cracking as the sky began to lose its blueness and turned to Applejack.

"How many years did you say your parents worked again?" I bluntly asked as we sat down on the blanket and grabbed some of the foods from the basket.

"Oh. 'Bout twenty-somethin' years, ah guess." She answered as she took a bite of her pastry.

"God bless their souls." I said in thought as I looked up. "Guess your products were the apple of everybody's eyes. I haven't seen a place like this."

"It's a private apple orchard ah came across not too long ago. Ah've been applebuckin' in here like nobody's business, and hauled a mother lode of 'em last season. Crazy, huh?" Applejack claimed.

"Crazy? No." I replied. "Tiring? Probably. Then again, places like this get the school going and students healthy, otherwise we would be lazy asses."

Applejack laughed. "Ya know, ya ain't only strong, but funny, too."

I chuckled, not even realizing that her laugh sounded pretty cute. I took a bite of one of her pastries, chewing and feeling its sweetness run all over my tongue. As I swallowed it, I was in love with it.

I turned to Applejack. "Pardon my asking, but do you..."

"Cook?" she answered quickly. "Of course! Ah've been cookin' an' bakin' recipes fer years. Apple fritters, apple Brown Betties, apple pie, ya name it!"

"Wow." I said, astounded. "I learn something new everyday. But seriously, you got a gift. I have to pay you back somehow."

"Naw." she retorted, flattered. "Ah appreciate it, but ya don't need ta pay me a thing."

As we ate the delicious spread, we then took a look at the slow setting sun, letting out orange rays around the orchard, including us. I always think to myself that she must be a perfect marefriend because of the way she talks, talks, laughs, and looks, but it's beyond me.

"Wanna have some cider with me?" Applejack offered.

"Why not?" I replied before hitting the tree trunk behind me with my elbow two times and catching a falling apple.

"Mind if ah..." she asked. As I tossed her the apple, she caught it and opened the cooler, pulling out a Swiss Army knife. She then sliced the apple into two small slices and tossed one back to me. As I caught it, she then pulled out two bottles of cider and opened one before placing a apple slice inside it. As she tossed me a bottle, I opened it and did the same thing with mine. We then stood up and leaned on the tree as she turned to me with a bottle in hand.

Applejack tipped her stetson hat and smiled. "A toast...to calling the challenge a tie."

"To the tie." I replied as we clanked bottles and drank. Helpless to the flavor, we drank it whole, letting out refreshing sighs as the liquid tickled our taste buds and flow down our throats smoothly.

"Seriously, this shit is perfection." I complimented, making her giggle. We stared at each other's eyes as the sun slowly came down, turning the sunset into twilight. Suddenly, she took off her hat and placed it near the cooler.

"Mojo...there's somethin' ah've been meanin' ta ask ya..." Applejack blushed.

"Shoot..." I shrugged.

Applejack looked at the sky and then back at me. "Since mah challenge is a tie, don'cha think we should have us a lil' tiebreaker?"

"Ok." I accepted. "What did you have in mind?"

Applejack came closer to my face and bit her lip. As we stared at each other, the breeze died down, making it clear. At the same time, she slowly pressed her lips against mine. My eyes widened open before closing as I did the same. Our lips connected softly and tenderly, saving every kiss as if they were our last. Despite a string of saliva between our mouths, we parted and caught our breaths, looking at each other. It wasn't long before I placed my hands on her hips, while she put a hand gently on my crotch, rubbing it.

"Ah jus' couldn't help mahself. Frankly, I had a feelin' when you were starin' at me. Tell me, d'ya think I'm attractive for a country mare?" she asked, biting her lip and letting her ponytail loose. The way she said it, along with her loose hair turned me on.

"Oh yeah." I answered confidently. "Born in the country, then left for the city, and then back again? That makes you adventurous. Not to mention that you're sexy as hell."

Applejack giggled, placing her tongue on her upper lip in temptation. She gasped softly as I grabbed her ass cheeks.

"Oh." I continued. "Did I mention you have an apple bottom?"

"What the heck's an apple bottom?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

I complimented as I rubbed her ass cheeks in circles. "Let's just say that you're blessed with an apple that's as ripe as the ones I ate, and I sure am hungry for what I'm shaking off the tree right now."

"Oooooh, ya like that kinda stuff, don'cha?" she smirked, ripping off her shirt. "Well, why don'cha get them heavy clothes off'a me an' find out?"

I gave the help she needed by stripping off her shirt and bra, revealing her natural D-cup breasts. I put my tongue around it and flicked her nipple before sucking it. She let out a cute and soft moan, feeling joy as her breasts are being gently played with. I did the same with her other nipple, making her giggle in pleasure as she pressed my head closer to them. She played with one of them as I licked the other breast thoroughly. She then stripped off my shirt quickly and threw it down before laying me down to the large blanket, which I figured that it's probably big enough for two people to lay down and cuddle around. She then stripped off my pants and boxers, letting my member grow free, much to her dismay.

"Wow." Applejack exclaimed before licking her lips and putting her mouth on the tip. She slowly moved her tongue around it and licked the shaft from top to bottom. Humming in pleasure, she bobs up and down, taking the whole length without fail. My body slightly shook as I felt her mouth sucking my member in a faster pace. She then slowed down and teased by rolling her tongue around it once and licking it in swift motions. The sensation of her blowjob skills sent me close to the edge, and almost driven me to cum too quick. Luckily she stopped and pulled out before rising up and taking off her boots and pants. After taking off her panties, I took sight of her beautifully shaven rosebud. Suddenly, she kneeled down and gave me another passionate kiss on my lips, slowly laying me down on the blanket. As I pulled her body close to my face, she planted herself on my mouth, giving me a taste of her sweetness.

"How's about a taste of mah sweet pie?" Applejack smiled. I gave her marehood a slow lick, gathering the slight wetness of it. She watched and moaned lovingly, feeling my tongue roll inside and around. Then, she got on her hands and knees, looking down and moaning. Her orgasm was reached, and her juices were let out. I drank every last drop of her sweet liquid and kissed her marehood lips as a thank you. It was, without question, the sweetest of marehoods that I have ever tasted, and I was glad to enjoy it. However, Applejack felt that I would enjoy something even more.

"Wow. Even a carpet cleaner can't handle yer pussy-eatin' skills." Applejack said with sexiness in her voice. "But, ah'm tired o' waitin'. 'Cuz now, ah wanna show ya mah Applebuckin' style ah know yer gonna love."

I watched in wonder and anticipation as Applejack crawled back once, planting her marehood at my member and placing it between her slit. She then descended on me, almost making my hardness touch her end. She and I gasped sharply, which made us stop and breathe for several seconds. After finally regaining consciousness, we stared at each other in confidence, preparing ourselves for action. After being asked if I was ready by her, I accepted with a smirk.

Applejack, showing her sexy face, put her hands on my shoulders. "Jus' sit back, relax, an' enjoy the ride, lover."

I watched as Applejack made her move by looking back and bouncing on me. Feeling my member inside her wetness, she moaned in careless ecstasy. As she bounced, her hair followed her movements, waving up and down, and slightly back and forth. Quickening her pace, Applejack put her hands on my shoulders and rode me like a champion rodeo horse. I couldn't stop watching her ride me, because the way her nakedness showed made her look absolutely sexy. It became way too much for me to handle just by looking at her, which was why the sensation felt like having sex with an athlete.

"Like that, sug?" she asked in ecstasy. I nodded as she used her hips to bounce up and down a little faster, pushing her body close to me. As we yet again engaged in another kiss, I grabbed hold of her ass cheeks and felt the movement as she bounces. After I gave them a swift spank, she yelped happily and looked back, watching as she moves her hips on her own face. In the process, I watched her breasts move along and gave them a good suck, working my tongue around both nipples. She groaned and moaned, feeling heaven as her body is being aroused by the multiple touches of me.

Applejack stopped riding me and got off before sucking my member again, keeping my hardness in check and pleasuring me at the same time. I raised by body up and watched her as she blew me som more. As soon as she stopped, she came back on top me and rolled her hips around before riding my member again.

"Ya like tha way ah ride ya, huh?" Applejack purred.

To answer her question, I rose my body upward and gave her sweet breasts a lick, making her moan and shake. It was then I grabbed her hips and bounced her up and down a few times, letting her walls tighten around my member, but stopped and laid down and grabbed her ass cheeks. After aiming my member at her marehood again, I thrusted upward in a fast pace, giving her a ride of her life. Moaning loudly, she lifted her head slightly in bliss as she held on.

"Whooo!! Ah yeah! Ah yeah! Yeah!" Applejack whooped, letting the lust fill her mind. However, I stopped and got her off of me, which made her groan a little. I then picked her up and walked her near the tree and turned her around, grabbing her hips.

"A sexy country mare like yourself deserves a better ride, and I'm gonna give you a thrill you won't forget." I uttered, aiming my member at her marehood again as she wiggled her ass a bit.

"Ooooh. Ya wanna rock mah private garden, huh?" she looked back in anticipation and gave her apple bottom a teasing smack. "Well, wat'cha waitin' fer, black bronco? Come an' ride that ass Texas-style."

I re-entered her marehood and thrusted in a fast pace with my hands on her hips. After Applejack moaned, she looked forward and leaned one of her arm on the tree and spread her cheek with the other. I put my hand on hers as I penetrated her, giving her pleasurable support, then grabbed her breasts and squeezed them, which made her happily squeal. The feeling of having outdoor sex became too much to even bear as we breathed heavily. As I slowed my thrusts down, Applejack gave her ass some quick spanks.

"That's it, boy! That ass is all yours tonight!" she moaned, looking back after spanking it again. Watching her smack her apple bottom gave my member a twitch that almost touched her womb, but stopped as she wrapped one of her arms around me and gave me a tongue-wrestling kiss. As we made out wildly, I thrusted my member in and pulled out, teasing her a little before thrusting her good and fast.

"Yee-haw!" Applejack hollered with glee. She looked forward, stuck in her own world of getting stuffed. As I thrusted, I felt myself on the verge of release, and warned her.

"Me too! Fuck me harder!" she responded. After slowing down my speed, I gave harder thrusts, making the both of us moan sharply.

"Ohhhh Fuck!" she screamed after each thrust. Finally, we both reached climax, clashing my seed with her juices. After catching our breaths, we engaged ourselves in one last tongue wrestler as I pulled my member out of her. Applejack pulled out of the kiss and went to her cooler, grabbing another two bottles of cider and opening them.

"Thanks." I said as she offered me one.

"Don't mention it, sug." Applejack smiled. "That was the best rodeo ever. Whoo-Wee, you're really good."

I laughed and thanked her, but I also complimented her performance, asking her if she had ever done this before since she has sent me through a realm of bliss not just from her nakedness alone.

"Awww, ain't that sweet o' ya." she giggled. "An' not many mares know this, but ah have been masturbatin' at the thought of a stallion fuckin' me senseless, but now that yer here..."

Once Applejack offered me to come inside her barn, I accepted and picked up the blanket from the floor, while she put her Stetson hat back on her head and dragged the cooler behind her.

***

As we entered the barn, I took a look around, seeing bails of hay on every corner, along with a wooden platform over my head. The building seemed to be large, but not as large as the college buildings. I began to wonder if any animals came in, and would they enter before or after we did, but I realized that there wasn't an animal in sight. Maybe they migrated to Fluttershy's cottage, and Applejack asked her to take care of them for a while...

"Mojo, how's about layin' that blanket here and cuddlin' with me? Ah wanna tell ya somethin'." she beckoned. I approached to where she stood and laid the blanket down flat, and we laid our bodies on it, as if we were sleeping out. I never had that thought of sleeping outdoors and naked, but maybe she has a long-awaiting fantasy of it somehow...

"Listen, honey. It's about the challenge ah issued with ya." Applejack began as I paid attention. "See, you've proven yerself worthy to me since we first met back at that gym. Ya talked the talk, and much ta mah surprise, ya walked the walk. An' of course, despite our lil' tie game, ya gave it yer all without even actin' all show-offy an' such. But most of all, ever since you were starin' at me, ya managed ta say what was on yer mind without holdin' back - that is a concept of honesty beyond a doubt. So, fer walkin' the walk durin' sex, speakin' the truth, an' callin' me sexy, I wanna give you this..."

Applejack leaned closer to me and gave me a kiss on the cheek, which then gave me yet another set of jolts all over my body, then to my veins. After feeling temporarily paralyzed for a few seconds, I regained movement and saw something glowing bright in the corner of my eye. It let out another light inside one of my hands, this time a gamboge and light green color, forming a picture of an apple.

Applejack took a gander on it and explained. "It's mah sign o' honesty - mah ripe apple." Thank you so much."

After exchanging another kiss, I held her body next to mine as she cuddled her head to my chest. Then, we drifted ourselves to sleep inside the barn, despite our being naked and the smell of sexual musk around us. Of course, a country mare like herself would be bound to ask for another round, but that wouldn't probably be the case. Or would it...? If she does, though, I would take her up on that offer, and more...

"Whoo-wee! Ah gotta tell ya! It was absolutely unforgettable! Mojo was everythin' ah've ever dreamed of - strong, kind, honest with his feelin's, an' most of all, he's jus' So...Damn...Sexy as hell! Ah mean, did ya see the way he lifted them heavyweights? He's almost as strong as me an' Big Mac combined! Jus' lookin' at 'im exercise almost made me wetter than a ragin' waterfall! An' the way he rides me? Sweet Celestia, ah wouldn't stop thinkin' bout it at all! We had a lil' eat-out bah mah tree garden, drank some cider, an' ya know where that goes! We went tongue wrestlin', got our clothes off, an' boy, did we go at it like two horny monkeys in the jungle - an' did ah mention he said that ah was sexy? He was starin' at me at first, but he jus' came right out an' said it! Boy, was he a booty lover! He was grabbin' it, spankin' it, lickin' it, an' the way that black buckin' gargantuan I call a horse dick deep inside it, Whoo! It was like a lil' slice o' sweet, sweet heaven in every inch on that thing! (Sigh) Sug, ah never told anyone this, but it has been a long time seein' a stallion, but he's more than any of us mares can imagine, especially one with a pecker that large. An' if ah ever had the chance ta see 'im again, trus' me when ah say that we're definitely gonna have an endless rodeo-fuckin' nonstop till the sun comes up!"

Author's Notes:

Special thanks to wolfman93 for giving me this request and more. Hope you guys enjoyed, and look forward to another one.