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Date Posted: 16:04:04 05/22/03 Thu
Author: Poltergeist
Subject: �so.many.voices.
In reply to: Sheriff 's message, "�Bad Boys Bad Boys Watcha Gonna Do�" on 19:36:53 05/21/03 Wed

� thee siren glanced at thee steed. wuite intrigued. a nicker was sent forth. plume swayed, yet not in an acceptence manner yet. auds pricked forth. siren's pistons carried her a short distence to make the gap between them shorter. crainia bowed lightly. Greetings M'Lord. I shall be yours if I "enjoyed" our 'dance'. I am Poltergeist. � nape lowered and enamels snagged a few blades of grass. enamels gritted a bit. thee siren walked around the steed. carcass brushing 'gainst his. the smell of her heat rubbed off on his pelt making it impossible to miss her scent. she continued brushin' 'gainst the steed. he was to decide when to mount her. he could be as hard as he liked. push her around. command her to do things. nay did she care. do nip her rump and leap onto her when ye are comsumed in her fumes.

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[> [> [> �Bad Boys Bad Boys Watcha Gonna Do� -- Sheriff, 22:10:07 05/22/03 Thu

~the midas touched stag nodded, her scent consuming his nares. with each circle the stench became thicker, eventually blocking out any other fragrances. he snorted deeply, his front piston shot out striking the gorund forcefully. his muscles bulged beneath his neck and sweat formed on his nape. was she asking him to mount? he was young, and still uncertain in the ways of mares. finally he was possesed by his stallion urges. a light nip was given to her rump as she passed, but he pulled back quickly should she strike. he reared up, a sharp squeal escaping his paw. he landed upon her, rocking his weight back to his hinds so he would not crush her delicate frame beneath him. he braced for an attack, bnut his rod was unseathed none the less.~

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[> [> [> [> �whispers. -- Poltergeist, 12:23:15 05/23/03 Fri

� with each passing thee siren grew more anxious to feel this steeds touch. plume occasionally swatted his crainia. nay did she find her own scent appealing, yet it signaled her breeding season which was quite alright. finally thee siren felt the nip. pistons stopped dead in their tracks. thee siren nay felt another atop her. a slight snort was ushered, then it happened. thee steed was atop her. a small rear was placed for she had expected him sooner. hopefully thee steed would nay be thrown off. thee siren still wished for he to bear her young. plume eased to the side, welcoming his rod into her.

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[> [> [> [> [> �Bad Boys Bad Boys Watcha Gonna Do� -- Sheriff, 16:41:16 05/23/03 Fri

~the brujo felt her rise beneath him, but he had braced himself for any such movement. his own bodice was synchronized with hers. he felt her whipcord pass to the side, welcoming him into her. a slight smile played on his maw and his tense muscles relaxed, allowing him to enjoy the true pleasure of the experience. fully exposed, his rod found its way into her sweet frame, gently sliding in. he eased it back and forth gently, almost like a feather, tempting her emotions.~

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[> [> [> [> [> [> �their.everywhere. -- Poltergeist, 19:35:44 05/23/03 Fri

�thee siren felt relief once the steed had finally made up his mind. carcass felt no force being used 'gainst her. this puzzled the siren. Get on with it M'Lord. �o' course she wanted this to be pleasurable, not soft and short. do step up a few notches. or thee siren shall pack up her things and leave.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> �Bad Boys Bad Boys Watcha Gonna Do� -- Sheriff, 21:08:34 05/23/03 Fri

~the bastard could almost feel her emotions of annoyance with him. hard? soft he always was, but he could be hard if it was nedded. he stopped his feathery teasing and instead shoved into her swiftly. his hinds rocked back and forth as he burrowed deeper, not even paying mind to her pleasure or discomfort. soft nickers were emitted from his maw, his orbs rolled about as a thin layer of sweat formed on his nape.~

yes m'lady...

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