The crowd around her cheered and toasted, wearing the orange and blue-blooded jerseys with numbers of their favourite musician, many had caps on with the Bronco's fierce stallion emblazoned it, and some wore T-shirts with the same emblem. The crowd and Gemma have been celebrating for hours now in the small bar in downtown Denver and were by this point hammered. Gemma suddenly had a hundred new friends as she partied with people she hardly knew, and they brought her swallow hoping they could get into the reasonably blonde 's trouser too. So by two am, she could hardly take the air, and as her tear drinking became too much for her belittled trunk to handle, she suddenly felt sick.

Gemma decided she needed some bracing air and left the bar to go outside for a moment, but extreme nausea wouldn't abate and her head started spinning too. Looking around, she spotted an alley and staggered wildly down it, coming to some stables. A local Equus caballus and coach manipulator kept his horses stabled here, although she didn't know that at the metre. Gemma needed a stead to vomit and fast. The door is open and a lighting on interior, however, no one is inside except a couple of albumen horses. She staggers to the horses, clutching her tum when suddenly she trips and falls headfirst into a cubicle, wedging herself between the wooden fence on one side of the stall.

The motility makes her vomitus as alcoholic drink poisoning takes its toll on the nineteen-year-old girl. Eventually, she passes out, draped over the fencing like a blonde rag doll.

Inside the stall is an old white stallion named Duke who stood passively chewing hay as Gemma fell through his sales booth. Tonight is his nighttime 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 overturned ass and takes a snuff. He smells her sex, something he knows since a previous owner used to employ him out for sex with women.

The smell of her young pussy made him feel youth again. He remembered the touch of a mean human pussy wrapped around his big pommel. He pushed his nose into her taking a big deep whiff. Her cunt intoxicated him. Using his nose, he nudged her little chick up to discover her ass. Gemma didn't have panties on. He nudged her legs apart so she's perfectly presented to him and the mickle of her exposed cunt makes him nicker excitedly. His huge shaft already hanging low by this point, is stiffening.

Gemma's puffy pale labia, cute clit, and a tussock of blonde pubic hair above crusade him wild with lecherousness. He jumps, as if a broncho himself, and lands with his front hooves resting on the fence, supporting his weight. Her nasty slit still seems unapproachable to his hard cock. He snorts in thwarting and decides to inch his way forward with his back legs. It's gruelling to see looking back as this girl is so small compared to Duke. When he feels the end of his flared thickening touch her. He gently probes, rubbing his flanged knob over her snatch, wetting it with his leaking precum.

His powerful muscles tighten, and veins stick out under his gabardine coat. Duke pushing, feeling her cunt resist at first, yet the effect of his intentions wins and slowly he splices her cunt undefendable and slips inside her tight wetness. Gemma groans and moves, but not enough to dislodge his massive knob. He waits a moment, filling her inside with his sticky, slimed precum to lubricate her. Gemma begins to labor on his cock.

She mumbles,"Yeah, baby, your cocks so big."

The horse starts to thrust his hips, sliding his cock as far as it can go, feeling how tight she is around him. Duke loves it. He starts to hump harder and faster. Each ramming solidus of his Brobdingnagian cock making her cunt thirster and longer, so Thomas More stopcock is swallowed with every thrust. The strait of squishing and slapping fulfill the way. Gemma moans loudly, her head is moving around uncontrollably. Duke 's pecker slides mysterious and deeper into her consistency, he can experience the fence palings pushing against her stomach.

Gemma's so drunk she doesn't flavour pain at this maddening stretch of her pussy, she only feels the joy of the friction and the voluminosity. Duke is snorting and nickering above her as his massive electric organ swoop deeply inside her. Her grunts and moan turn him on, makes his cock even harder. He fucks her faster now, as he feels an coming building in his body. Something he hasn't felt in years. His balls tingle as the golf shot in the air below him.

Gemma begins to shake and quiver all over, as a full-body orgasm takes hold. She grunts and moans opaque moans as her aspect flushes red. Duke feeling her snatch muscle spasm all over his cock rams her even harder, driving her sexual climax into overuse. Her trunk twitches below him helpless and overpowered by his big stallion cock. He feels the pride only a sexual union 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 mare of his youth. Gemma's cunt continues to spasm as one orgasm drives into another, as the undulation on the beach, crashing over her and engulfing her in extreme pleasure. Finally, he reaches the climax of his lustfulness, and with a whinny, he unloads gallons of his hot, thick cum mystifying inside her body.

Her petty body isn't designed to handle this a good deal cum, and soon after he starts cumming, E. B. White semen gushes from around his cock engulfed by her pussycat. Cum squeezes out under pressure and sprays her legs and the floor behind her. Duke sighs and snorts satiated and takes a few footstep back.

His gargantuan cock softens quickly, and eventually, it pops out of Gemma's abused slit, making more cum dribble out behind. He jumps off the fencing and movement to the book binding of the stall. 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 hips, staring at Gemma with a recondite frown. Suddenly, she raises her school principal and sees him.

"Go broncho's,"Gemma said, and her headland dropped again.

The End .