'Up there ,'and Gus pointed to what appeared to be a row of large mirrors on the first base, 'are the screening rooms .'He smiled at the offspring cleaning lady 's frown. 'They 're one-way glass ,'he said. 'Not mirrors .'
They were standing in a large arena ; one of two on the farm of which her Fatherhood was half-owner. It was called greenish plantation and some of the unspoiled thoroughbreds in the creation 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 group meeting most of the day, had entrusted the nineteen-year old girl to Gus, the farm-foreman. He 'd known Gus for almost twenty yr, and knew the man would take honest care of the female child ; point her everything worth seeing on the property.
They 'd taken a couple of horses and had been out in the area for about of the morning before returning to the sign, which also served as berth and Gus'quarters ; had just had a light brunch in fact, and after making sure enough her father was going to be engaged for at least another three or four hours, Gus had brought the young woman to the arena.
'Why one-way glass ?'Casey asked.
Gus smiled. 'Horses are a lot like people ,'he said. 'The mares get bred here ,'he waved a hand at the arena in full general, 'and we do n't want them to feel uncomfortable, do we ?'He smiled again and Casey thought he probably was a very handsome twenty or twenty-five years old once. He was around fifty now, but still liberal with short steel-grey pilus and very little fat. Around six foot two, which was a couple of in taller than her own already tall six metrical unit exactly.
'But ejaculate ,'he said, taking her arm and drift for the steps .'I 've got a surprise for you .'

The room was n't big. Maybe three meters by three meters. Painted eggshell E. B. White with a beige carpet and a threshold which Gus closed behind them. He took Casey 's arm and led her to the large window. There were chairman for them who preferred a voiced seat, he said, but almost multitude preferred the window seat ; pointing at the astray windowsill and thinking how flabby the young woman 's pelt was.
down feather below, two farm-hands were leading a beautiful dapple-grey mare into the sports stadium. Her pelage was brushed to a glossy sheen and she was shivering and prancing and shaking her pass, knowing what was about to happen. After all, it would not be the start time. They stopped in the eye of the tintinnabulation and just stood there waiting.
And then came the stallion. Huge and total darkness with a blanched brilliance between his eye. All quivering muscles and shining and unattackable and fighting the two big men pulling on his rope. And rearing up and pawing the air with a high-pitched whiney of frustration when they would n't let go. And then he smelled the mare and a few seconds later Casey gave a small little cry of fascination, for between his peg hung the tumid member she had ever seen ; in actual spirit and in characterisation, and it was still growing. thick and pitch-dark and blunt and pulsing.
The stallion 's manager led him to the maria and allowed him to snuffle and smell and poke 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 head hung low in resignation, trembling and waiting for what she knew was inevitable.
When the stallion mounted the mare, the girl gave a breathless piffling suspiration, and bit later gasped as the brute thick organ was fed into the mare 's swollen vagina.
Gus put one hand on the untested woman 's vertebral column and he felt her tremble. He looked at Casey and could n't help think how beautiful and young and smart she was. Dressed in a short blank and purple flower-print attire, she had curly blonde hair and sky-blue center ; gamey cheek-bones and a square Chin. A strong nose - just like her father. She was breathing fast and had a line of descent of sweat dotting her forehead, and jerkily nodded when he asked her if she was all right. She also did n't actuate away from his hand which rested on her lower back.

And then divine madness took handgrip of Gus, and despite there being a thirty year difference in their age and the little girl being the daughter of his employer, he softly began kneading her back ; while both of them watched the entire 's vast organ pumping in and out of the now squealing mare. And when Casey gave a fiddling moan when the horses swollen phallus flopped out of the maria 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 proceed or said anything, moved his hand down another column inch, to the top of her ass-crack. And after waiting a few more seconds and still not receiving any remonstrance 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 daughter XXX years his junior and the daughter of his party boss to top all of it ! But she seemed not to complain - or simply not fully mindful of what he was doing - while her ass was being caressed and she watched two Equus caballus going at it.
The honcho went all out then. Slowly inched up the short short dress with his lastly two digit whilst still kneading Casey 's tight lilliputian ass with the other digits and listening to her breathless footling gasps and groans as the Brobdingnagian horse pistoned in and out of the mare.
He felt denude hide then ; lifted the summer-dress'hem a bit more and looked. She was wearing a thong. Pristine white and just a slim lacy line between her Oh-So-Tight butt cheek. He sent his hand lower still. Rubbing softly at Casey 's soft peel ; small circular effort of quarter round and fingers and palm. And could n't believe his luck when she allowed it ; indeed - but it could give birth been his imaging - pushed lightly back at his hide onslaught.
Then the stallion got dislodged again, and Casey 's cry of disheartenment was but a soft echo of the suddenly bereft maria. And Gus took his chance. Slid his foresightful finger's breadth all the way down the unseasoned fair sex '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 regard to the again-rutting horses, began rubbing her there.
Probing with fingers and kneading between nether sassing and he smelled her then ; smelled the tone of a fair sex in heating system. 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 fingers on and between her exposed flesh for the first time. He looked again. She was beautiful. Fatly swollen backtalk gaping out-of-doors in lust and glistening wet and pink and one-half hidden in an untrimmed nest of curly strawberry-blonde hair.
And then he freed his raging-hard cock - glad that he wore tracksuit pants with only a draw-string to loose and not a belt and button and slide fastener ; pulled the knickers down to his knees and was in heaven when Casey brought one paw back and wrapped her fingers around his blood-engorged physique and offset fondled his balls before starting to tug and jerk on him. Was absolutely delighted when he worked two fingers 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 juices were running down the insides of Casey 's thighs, and when Gus stepped behind her with his drawers down around his human knee, she never let go of his huge hard-on, but held on and guided its tip to her sopping-wet entrance. Gus'push was provisionary at first, and the world-class few in he fed into the girl wet trivial cunt was boring going. And God, was she tight ... But then she began rocking back and he felt himself drenched as she came for the first time, and he could n't curb himself any longer. Shoved his prick forward and sank into her twat and heard her squeal in pleasure and trouble both. Then held still for a few seconds, and heard her establish niggling mewling strait as he started fucking her. brusk piddling thrusts at first, but when she leaned forward and put her hands on the window-ledge, and spread her feet spacious apart and lifted her bum and urged him on with `` shag me. get it on me as hard as you can ! '' he totally lost it.
He fucked Casey harder than he had any char in his life-time. Sawed in and out of her tight, sopping wet bitch with vigor and fastness he had n't thought himself still open of. Slammed in and out of her and slapped her ass and let his fingers join her own in rubbing up and down her wet slit and toying with the intemperate small nubbin of her swollen pink clitoris while she watched the horses. Hammered into her until he felt and heard her juices spurt out of her blackguard mess and spatter his balls, and was glad the way had been soundproofed when she screamed long and hard as she came and he unloaded what seemed like a bucket of seed in her pussy.

They both collapsed on the carpet and lay there panting for a long ten minutes. But then Casey 's inner sinew started sucking and squeezing and Gus felt himself hardening again. This time he sat on one of the chairs and she rode him like only an industrious nineteen year old could ; plunging his fat long cock in and out of her now gaping golf hole with all of the unconstraint of spring chicken while he played with her pert bosom and pulled on her distended pink nipples. She screamed again when she came, and Gus felt her wetness outpouring all over his Ball once more.
... And twenty minutes later the cowboys brought in another pair of sawbuck, and this sentence Casey sat on the wide window-sill and watched the beast copulate while Gus fucked he for the third time. She stopped him after she 'd come for the third time in five minutes though, and gave him the sweetest blow-job he 'd ever had. Licking and sucking her own juices of his putz and balls while he directed her promontory, and sucking and slurping and swallowing as he spurted into her mouth.
It was a very satisfactory experience for both, and Casey now makes a point in time of it to join her Padre on his monthly visit to the farm ...