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Runaway Horses

Runaway Horses

Like hoof beats
The sound, the feel of hooves striking the dry hard ground
My heart beats
Pounding hard in my chest

Like the wind
Blowing wildly through their manes
Your fingers run through my hair
Fanning it out around my head

Rippling muscles
Hooves pounding
Muscles flexing
Hips thrusting

Like the wild eyes of runaway horses,
With their nostrils flaring
My eyes are open wide
I’m breathing hard, panting

Hard and fast
Faster and faster they run
Hard and deep
Harder and deeper you thrust

They’re changing directions,
Blindly running
You’re changing postions,
Madly thrusting

Hooves striking heavily
Driven by fear
Flesh slapping wetly
Driven by lust

Madness, faster, faster
Then screeching to a halt at the edge of the cliff
Passion, harder, deeper
As we plunge over the edge, thrashing and crying out

Standing there
Flanks twitching
Laying there
Legs trembling

Energy expended
Peaceful, standing calm once again
Lust sated
Cuddling, in the aftermath of climax

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