The crowd around her cheered and toasted, wearing the orange and aristocratic jerseys with numbers of their favourite players, many had crownwork on with the Bronco's trigger-happy stallion emblazoned it, and some wore T-shirts with the same emblem. The bunch and Gemma have been celebrating for hours now in the small bar in business district Mile-High City and were by this point hammered. Gemma suddenly had a one hundred new champion as she partied with people she hardly knew, and they brought her drinks hoping they could get into the pretty blond 's pants too. So by two am, she could hardly walk, and as her bust drinking became too much for her small body to address, she suddenly felt sick.

Gemma decided she needed some fresh air and left the bar to go outside for a moment, but uttermost sickness wouldn't abate and her head started spinning too. Looking around, she spotted an alley and staggered wildly down it, coming to some horse barn. A local anaesthetic buck and stroller operator kept his horses stabled here, although she didn't know that at the time. Gemma needed a place to nauseant and fast. The door is open and a light on inside, however, no one is inside except a couplet of egg white horses. She staggers to the sawbuck, clutching her stomach when suddenly she stumble and falls headfirst into a stand, wedging herself between the wooden fence on one side of the stall.

The motion makes her puking as alcohol poisoning takes its toll on the nineteen-year-old girl. Eventually, she passes out, draped over the fence like a blonde rag doll.

Inside the stall is an old E. B. White stallion named Duke who stood passively chewing hay as Gemma fell through his stall. Tonight is his dark off, and as the smell of vomit filled the air as he grunted, huffed, and shifted uncomfortably. As Gemma lay still, he decides to investigate and sticks his nose in her tip-tilted ass and takes a sniff. He smells her sex, something he knows since a previous possessor used to engage him out for sex with women.

The smell of her young pussy made him feel youthful again. He remembered the feeling of a tight homo cunt wrapped around his big pommel. He pushed his olfactory organ into her taking a big deep whiff. Her cunt intoxicated him. Using his nose, he nudged her shortly dame up to expose her ass. Gemma didn't have scanty on. He nudged her legs apart so she's perfectly presented to him and the sight of her expose bitch makes him nicker excitedly. His Brobdingnagian cock already hanging low by this point, is stiffening.

Gemma's bouffant wan labia, cute clitoris, and a tussock of blond pubic haircloth above drive him wild with luxuria. He jumps, as if a bronco himself, and lands with his front hooves resting on the fence, supporting his free weight. Her miserly cunt still seems unreachable to his toilsome cock. He snorts in frustration and decides to edge his way forward with his spinal column legs. It's hard to see looking back as this girl is so pocket-sized compared to Duke. When he feels the end of his flared thickening touch modality her. He gently probes, rubbing his flanged node over her pussy, wetting it with his leaking precum.

His muscular brawn tighten, and nervure stick out under his white coating. Duke pushes, feeling her cunt resist at first, yet the forcefulness of his intentions wins and slowly he splices her snatch opened and parapraxis inside her tight wetness. Gemma groan and moves, but not enough to dislodge his massive knob. He waits a moment, filling her inside with his sticky, slimy precum to lube her. Gemma begins to grind on his cock.

She mumbles,"Yeah, child, your prick so big."

The gymnastic horse starts to thrust his hips, sliding his tool as far as it can go, feeling how tight she is around him. Duke loves it. He starts to lie with harder and faster. Each ramming chance event of his immense pecker making her cunt longer and longer, so to a greater extent tool is swallowed with every poke. The phone of squishing and slapping fill the room. Gemma moans loudly, her head is moving around uncontrollably. Duke 's cock slides deeper and deeper into her body, he can palpate the fence paling pushing against her stomach.

Gemma's so drink she doesn't feel bother at this maddening stretching of her pussy, she only feels the delight of the friction and the fullness. Duke is snorting and nickering above her as his massive organ swoop deeply inside her. Her grunt and groans turn him on, makes his pecker even harder. He fucks her faster now, as he feels an sexual climax construction in his organic structure. Something he hasn't felt in long time. His balls tingle as the baseball swing in the air below him.

Gemma begins to shake and quiver all over, as a full-body sexual climax takes hold. She grunts and moans unintelligible moans as her facial expression hot flash red. Duke feeling her cunt spasm all over his tool rams her even harder, driving her orgasm into overdrive. Her body twitch below him helpless and overpowered by his big entire shaft. He feels the pride only a mating stallion can feel when he has his mare at his mercy.

He pounds onward, feeling his age leave his body and remembering the pastures and mares of his youth. Gemma's cunt continues to spasm as one orgasm drives into another, as the wafture on the beach, crashing over her and engulfing her in extreme pleasure. Finally, he reaches the culmination of his lust, and with a neigh, he unloads gallons of his hot, blockheaded cum deep inside her body.

Her little body isn't designed to handle this much cum, and soon after he starts cumming, White River seminal fluid outburst from around his cock engulfed by her pussy. Cum squeezes out under imperativeness and sprays her stage and the flooring behind her. Duke sigh and snigger satiated and takes a few steps back.

His titan cock softens quickly, and eventually, it pops out of Gemma's abused cunt, making more than cum trickle out behind. He jumps off the fencing and moves to the back of the carrel. After a while, he falls asleep.

*****

"Oh, fuck, another drunk,"Jamal says to himself as he arrives back at the stables.

He stands with hands on hip joint, staring at Gemma with a inscrutable frown. Suddenly, she raises her principal and sees him.

"Go Bronco's,"Gemma said, and her head dropped again.

The End .