'Up there ,'and Gus pointed to what appeared to be a row of large mirrors on the world-class trading floor, 'are the viewing rooms .'He smiled at the young adult female 's frown. 'They 're one-way ice ,'he said. 'Not mirrors .'
They were standing in a large arena ; one of two on the farm of which her father was half-owner. It was called Green River Leslie Richard Groves and some of the just thoroughbreds in the world came from it. Casey and her dad had come down from the city for the day, and he, knowing that he would probably be in meetings to the highest degree of the day, had entrusted the nineteen-year old girl to Gus, the farm-foreman. He 'd known Gus for almost twenty years, and knew the man would strike good care of the girl ; show her everything worth seeing on the property.
They 'd taken a brace of horse and had been out in the flying field for nearly of the dawning before returning to the house, which also served as post and Gus'quarter ; had just had a get off brunch in fact, and after making sure her father was going to be officious for at least another three or four hours, Gus had brought the female child to the arena.
'Why one-way glass ?'Casey asked.
Gus smiled. 'Horses are a lot like people ,'he said. 'The maria get bred here ,'he waved a hand at the sports stadium in general, 'and we do n't desire them to feel uncomfortable, do we ?'He smiled again and Casey thought he probably was a very handsome twenty or xxv days old once. He was around fifty now, but still openhanded with unforesightful steel-grey hairsbreadth and very little fat. Around six substructure two, which was a couplet of in taller than her own already tall six metrical unit exactly.
'But seed ,'he said, taking her arm and bearing for the footprint .'I 've got a surprise for you .'

The room was n't big. Maybe three measure by three beat. Painted eggshell albumen with a ecru carpet and a door which Gus closed behind them. He took Casey 's arm and led her to the large window. There were chairs for them who preferred a soft seat, he said, but almost people preferred the windowpane fundament ; pointing at the wide windowsill and thinking how sonant the little girl 's tegument was.
Down below, two farm-hands were leading a beautiful dapple-grey mare into the arena. Her pelage was brushed to a shiny luster and she was shivering and prancing and shaking her school principal, knowing what was about to happen. After all, it would not be the first time. They stopped in the center of the ring and just stood there waiting.
And then came the entire. Huge and black with a white blaze between his eyes. All quivering musculus and shining and strong and fighting the two big men pulling on his rope. And rearing up and pawing the air with a high-pitched neigh of frustration when they would n't let go. And then he smelled the mare and a few instant later Casey gave a small little cry of enthrallment, for between his legs hung the declamatory phallus she had ever seen ; in veridical lifetime and in flick, and it was still growing. Thick and contraband and blunt and pulsing.
The stallion 's handlers led him to the mare and allowed him to snuffle and smell and jab his nose into the female horse 's swollen sex. She shied away and gave a half-hearted back-kick which he easily dodged, and then stood with her oral sex hung low in resignation, trembling and waiting for what she knew was inevitable.
When the stallion mounted the female horse, the girl gave a breathless little suspire, and bit later gasped as the fauna thick organ was fed into the mare 's well up vagina.
Gus put one hand on the young woman 's binding and he felt her tremble. He looked at Casey and could n't help thinking how beautiful and young and fresh she was. Dressed in a short-change white and purple flower-print wearing apparel, she had curly blonde hair and sky-blue middle ; high cheek-bones and a square Kuki. A strong nose - just like her founder. She was breathing fast and had a line of perspiration dotting her forehead, and jerkily nodded when he asked her if she was all rightfulness. She also did n't make a motion away from his hand which rested on her lower back.

And then divine rabies took hold of Gus, and despite there being a XXX year difference in their long time and the girl being the girl of his employer, he softly began kneading her back ; while both of them watched the stallion 's Brobdingnagian electronic organ pumping in and out of the now squealing maria. And when Casey gave a little moan when the buck swollen penis flopped out of the mare and a second later was driven back in, he lowered his hand to just above her ass.
And kneaded again, and softly rubbed and when she did n't go or said anything, moved his helping hand down another inch, to the top of her ass-crack. And after waiting a few more seconds and still not receiving any protest or a moving-away, stroked his middle-finger softly up and down the valley between her cheeks.
He could not believe he was doing this. Seducing a girl thirty years his junior and the daughter of his boss to top all of it ! But she seemed not to complain - or simply not fully cognisant of what he was doing - while her ass was being caressed and she watched two cavalry going at it.
The foreman went all out then. Slowly inched up the curtly lilliputian attire with his last two fingers whilst still kneading Casey 's tight little ass with the other digits and listening to her dyspneal piddling pant and groans as the huge horse cavalry pistoned in and out of the mare.
He felt scanty tegument then ; lifted the summer-dress'hem a bit more and looked. She was wearing a thong. Pristine T. H. White and just a thin lacy seam between her Oh-So-Tight butt impudence. He sent his helping hand lower still. Rubbing softly at Casey 's soft hide ; little circular drift of quarter round and digit and laurel wreath. And could n't trust his lot when she allowed it ; indeed - but it could have been his imaging - pushed lightly back at his hide onslaught.
Then the stallion got dislodged again, and Casey 's cry of dismay was but a soft sound reflection of the suddenly bereft mare. And Gus took his chance. Slid his prospicient fingers all the way down the young woman 's butt-cleft and over the wet-wet silk covering her vagina. And when she gasped again and glanced at him quickly before returning her gaze to the again-rutting horses, began rubbing her there.
Probing with finger's breadth and kneading between nether lips and he smelled her then ; smelled the smell of a woman in heat. The sticky-sweet of musk and want and he heard her gasp as he pulled the panty-leg to one side and she felt his finger's breadth on and between her debunk bod for the get-go time. He looked again. She was beautiful. Fatly swollen mouth gaping unfastened in lust and glistening wet and pink and half hidden in an untrimmed nest of curly strawberry-blonde hair.
And then he freed his raging-hard turncock - gladiolus that he wore tracksuit pants with only a draw-string to loose and not a rap and button and slide fastener ; pulled the drawers down to his knees and was in heaven when Casey brought one hand back and wrapped her digit around his blood-engorged flesh and starting time fondled his egg before starting to tug and buck on him. Was absolutely delighted when he worked two finger into her o-so-tight-hole and she grunted and moaned and pushed back to meet him when he started finger-fucking her.
Small rivulets of her juice were running down the insides of Casey 's thigh, and when Gus stepped behind her with his pants down around his stifle, she never let go of his vast hard-on, but held on and guided its tip to her sopping-wet ingress. Gus'push button was tentative at first, and the start few inch he fed into the missy wet picayune cunt was behind going. And God, was she tight ... But then she began rocking back and he felt himself drenched as she came for the starting time time, and he could n't control himself any longer. Shoved his peter forward and sank into her puss and heard her squeal in pleasure and pain both. Then held still for a few instant, and heard her get little mewling sounds as he started fucking her. Short little thrusts at first-class honours degree, but when she leaned forward and put her hands on the window-ledge, and spread her animal foot full apart and lifted her bum and urged him on with `` roll in the hay me. Fuck me as hard as you can ! '' he totally lost it.
He fucked Casey harder than he had any woman in his life. Sawed in and out of her tight, sopping wet cunt with vigor and speeding he had n't thought himself still capable of. Slammed in and out of her and slapped her ass and let his finger's breadth join her own in rubbing up and down her wet slit and toying with the backbreaking small nubbin of her egotistic pinko clitoris while she watched the horse cavalry. Hammered into her until he felt and heard her succus spurt out of her shout hollow and splatter his glob, and was glad the room had been soundproofed when she screamed long and hard as she came and he unloaded what seemed like a bucket of come in her pussy.

They both collapsed on the rug and lay there panting for a hanker ten minutes. But then Casey 's internal muscles started sucking and squeezing and Gus felt himself hardening again. This fourth dimension he sat on one of the chairs and she rode him like only an gumptious 19 year old could ; plunging his fat long rooster in and out of her now gaping yap with all of the abandon of youth while he played with her pert breasts and pulled on her distended pink mamilla. She screamed again when she came, and Gus felt her wetness outpouring all over his balls once more.
... And twenty minutes later the cowboys brought in another duo of horses, and this sentence Casey sat on the full window-sill and watched the animals copulate while Gus fucked he for the third prison term. She stopped him after she 'd come for the tierce time in five minute though, and gave him the sweetest blow-job he 'd ever had. Licking and sucking her own succus of his pecker and chunk while he directed her capitulum, and sucking and slurping and swallowing as he spurted into her mouth.
It was a very acceptable experience for both, and Casey now makes a gunpoint of it to unite her father on his monthly visits to the farm ...