'Up there ,'and Gus pointed to what appeared to be a row of large mirrors on the world-class floor, 'are the viewing rooms .'He smiled at the young woman '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 male parent was half-owner. It was called Green Groves and some of the safe pureblood 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 get together almost of the day, had entrusted the nineteen-year old young lady to Gus, the farm-foreman. He 'd known Gus for almost twenty twelvemonth, and knew the man would take respectable fear of the girl ; show her everything Worth seeing on the property.
They 'd taken a couple of horses and had been out in the fields for nigh of the morning before returning to the mansion, which also served as offices and Gus'quarters ; had just had a light brunch in fact, and after making sure her beginner was going to be busy for at least another three or four hours, Gus had brought the girl to the arena.
'Why one-way drinking glass ?'Casey asked.
Gus smiled. 'Horses are a lot like multitude ,'he said. 'The mares get bred here ,'he waved a mitt at the area in general, 'and we do n't want them to palpate uncomfortable, do we ?'He smiled again and Casey thought he probably was a very handsome twenty or twenty-five age old once. He was around fifty now, but still handsome with abruptly steel-grey hair and very small fat. Around six metrical foot two, which was a mates of inches taller than her own already tall six feet exactly.
'But come ,'he said, taking her arm and heading for the pace .'I 've got a surprise for you .'

The elbow room was n't big. Maybe three m by three cadence. Painted eggshell Elwyn Brooks White with a beige carpet and a room access which Gus closed behind them. He took Casey 's arm and led her to the large window. There were chair for them who preferred a soft hind end, he said, but to the highest degree people preferred the window seat ; pointing at the panoptic windowsill and thinking how soft the lady friend 's hide was.
pile below, two farm-hands were leading a beautiful dapple-grey female horse into the arena. Her coat was brushed to a burnished shininess and she was shivering and prancing and shaking her head, knowing what was about to happen. After all, it would not be the first time. They stopped in the centre of the doughnut and just stood there waiting.
And then came the stallion. Huge and black with a Stanford White blaze between his eyes. All quivering muscular tissue and shining and strong and fighting the two big men pulling on his circle. And rearing up and pawing the air with a high 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 fiddling cry of fascination, for between his leg hung the largest phallus she had ever seen ; in real life and in pictures, and it was still growing. Thick and black and blunt and pulsing.
The stallion 's handler led him to the mare and allowed him to blubber and smell and poke his nose into the maria 's swollen-headed sex. She shied away and gave a half-hearted back-kick which he easily dodged, and then stood with her top dog hung low in resignation, trembling and waiting for what she knew was inevitable.
When the stallion mounted the mare, the missy gave a breathless picayune sigh, and seconds later gasped as the creature thick organ was fed into the mare 's swollen vagina.
Gus put one deal on the Brigham Young woman 's back and he felt her tremble. He looked at Casey and could n't serve believe how beautiful and young and impertinent she was. Dressed in a short-circuit white and purpleness flower-print wearing apparel, she had curly blonde haircloth and lazuline eye ; high cheek-bones and a square chin. A inviolable nose - just like her father. She was breathing fast and had a seam of sweat dotting her forehead, and jerkily nodded when he asked her if she was all rightfulness. She also did n't move away from his hand which rested on her lower back.

And then divine madness took hold of Gus, and despite there being a thirty year difference in their ages and the girl being the girl of his employer, he softly began kneading her back ; while both of them watched the stallion 's huge organ pumping in and out of the now squealing mare. And when Casey gave a little moan when the horses swollen penis flopped out of the female horse 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 move or said anything, moved his hand down another inch, to the top of her ass-crack. And after waiting a few More seconds and still not receiving any objection or a moving-away, stroked his middle-finger softly up and down the vale between her cheeks.
He could not conceive he was doing this. Seducing a young lady thirty years his junior and the girl of his Bos to top all of it ! But she seemed not to plain - or simply not fully cognisant of what he was doing - while her ass was being caressed and she watched two horses going at it.
The chief went all out then. Slowly inched up the brusque little dress with his conclusion two finger whilst still kneading Casey 's blotto little ass with the other fingerbreadth and listening to her breathtaking trivial gasps and groans as the Brobdingnagian cavalry pistoned in and out of the mare.
He felt au naturel skin then ; lifted the summer-dress'hem a bit more and looked. She was wearing a thong. Pristine gabardine and just a cut lacy parentage between her Oh-So-Tight butt boldness. He sent his hand lower still. Rubbing softly at Casey 's soft skin ; minor flier campaign of thumb and fingers and laurel wreath. And could n't trust his luck when she allowed it ; indeed - but it could consume been his imagination - pushed lightly back at his veiled onslaught.
Then the entire got dislodged again, and Casey 's cry of consternation was but a balmy replication of the suddenly bereft mare. And Gus took his chance. slide his long digit all the way down the youth 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 regard to the again-rutting horses, began rubbing her there.
Probing with finger and kneading between nether backtalk and he smelled her then ; smelled the aroma of a cleaning lady in heat. The sticky-sweet of musk and want and he heard her gasp as he pulled the panty-leg to one incline and she felt his finger on and between her discover flesh for the first meter. He looked again. She was beautiful. Fatly swollen rim gaping afford 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 - gladiolus that he wore tracksuit pants with only a draw-string to loose and not a belt and push and zipper ; pulled the pants down to his knees and was in heaven when Casey brought one hand back and wrapped her fingers around his blood-engorged figure and world-class 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 encounter him when he started finger-fucking her.
Small rivulets of her juices were running down the inside of Casey 's thighs, and when Gus stepped behind her with his gasp down around his stifle, she never let go of his huge hard-on, but held on and guided its tip to her sopping-wet entrance. Gus'get-up-and-go was tentative at first, and the first few inches he fed into the missy wet lilliputian slit was slow down going. And God, was she tight ... But then she began rocking back and he felt himself drenched as she came for the 1st sentence, and he could n't control himself any longer. Shoved his dick forward and sank into her cunt and heard her squeal in pleasure and pain both. Then held still for a few endorsement, and heard her make believe little mewling auditory sensation as he started fucking her. brusk piffling thrusts at first, but when she leaned forward and put her script on the window-ledge, and spread her human foot wide-eyed apart and lifted her bum and urged him on with `` Fuck 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 muscularity and speed he had n't thought himself still subject of. Slammed in and out of her and slapped her ass and let his fingerbreadth join her own in rubbing up and down her wet slit and toying with the firmly fiddling nubbin of her vain pink clitoris while she watched the horses. Hammered into her until he felt and heard her juices spurt out of her abused kettle of fish 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 seminal fluid in her pussy.

They both collapsed on the carpet and lay there panting for a foresighted ten minutes. But then Casey 's intragroup muscles started sucking and squeezing and Gus felt himself hardening again. This clip he sat on one of the chairs and she rode him like only an energetic 19 yr old could ; plunging his fat long cock in and out of her now gaping hole with all of the abandon of youth while he played with her pert breasts and pulled on her distended garden pink nipple. She screamed again when she came, and Gus felt her wetness gush all over his balls once more.
... And twenty second later the cowman brought in another span of Equus caballus, and this metre Casey sat on the wide of the mark window-sill and watched the fauna copulate while Gus fucked he for the third clock time. She stopped him after she 'd come for the third base time in five min though, and gave him the scented blow-job he 'd ever had. Licking and sucking her own juice of his cock and balls while he directed her head, 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 head of it to link her male parent on his monthly visits to the farm ...