I am addicted to m*********** while watching horses defecate. As a teen I found myself behind a young steed. It’s tall lifted, and it’s sphincter widened. Suddenly a cannon-like appendage emerged, pumping filthy horse s*** by the gallon. Aroused, I quickly retreated to the cabin to m*********.
Some 30 years later I now videotape horses defecating. I drive across the U.S. and Canada to satisfy my yearning. It is not uncommon for me to park my car and trudge miles to a stable to capture this glory. I have several hours of footage in all forms of light; dusk is by far the best, twilight glistening off the horse’s a**.
