The lurid thoughts of a girl watching her stallion pony mount, thrust, and mate with mares had for her feeling of empathy, coming from her own sense of being female.
Now her mind, was like an open book, Jarred's too as memories and the thoughts that accompanied them flooded from one mind to the other.
Jarred, his year as being a prime stallion at stud was not without some changes to his ways of thinking. He saw females now from the perspective of domination, they would be as if owned by him, part of a growing herd, his herd!
Jennifer felt her inner desires, watching Jarred mate and seemingly enjoy his duties as stud and stallion. Her many times of standing close and giving the anxious stallion a pair of helping hands, cupping his mighty shaft, placing it before the mare's vulva, he then found his mark and, thrust.
Her hand gripping the silver buckle, as the other hand reached to touch and carress her lovers face and the bridle that many times held him under her control.
Minds and mental thoughts met, entwinded, as a youthful stallion's ideals mingled with those passionate feeling of Jennifer's love for what he was, and her stallion pony, all bending into a mutual wish.