My First Time with a Human Mare: The God Horse’s Forbidden Discovery
In that small valley nestled among the hills, by the wooden and mud hut, I spotted her. Ningal, naked, rubbing her sturdy body with a white cloth. Her wide hips, long black mane with red glints, swayed as she hummed. My heart thumped—me, Ekwoos, God Horse, drawn to a two-legged filly. First time ever. Pulse…