'Up there ,'and Gus pointed to what appeared to be a row of gravid mirrors on the firstly floor, 'are the wake rooms .'He smiled at the young woman 's frown. 'They 're one-way chicken feed ,'he said. 'Not mirrors .'
They were standing in a large sphere ; one of two on the farm of which her begetter was half-owner. It was called Green Groves and some of the best 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 most of the day, had entrusted the nineteen-year old daughter to Gus, the farm-foreman. He 'd known Gus for almost twenty years, and knew the man would take good care 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 almost of the dawn before returning to the house, which also served as function and Gus'quarters ; had just had a light brunch in fact, and after making sure enough her founder was going to be busy for at to the lowest degree another three or four hour, Gus had brought the miss to the arena.
'Why one-way spyglass ?'Casey asked.
Gus smiled. 'Horses are a lot like hoi polloi ,'he said. 'The mare get bred here ,'he waved a hand at the arena in oecumenical, 'and we do n't need them to find uncomfortable, do we ?'He smiled again and Casey thought he probably was a very good-looking twenty or 25 days old once. He was around fifty now, but still handsome with brusk steel-grey hair and very little fat. Around six foot two, which was a couple of inches taller than her own already tall six foundation exactly.
'But semen ,'he said, taking her arm and header for the steps .'I 've got a surprisal for you .'

The way was n't big. Maybe three meters by three meters. Painted eggshell white 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 president for them who preferred a soft seat, he said, but nigh people preferred the window hind end ; pointing at the wide-eyed windowsill and thinking how lenient the girl 's skin was.
Down below, two farm-hands were leading a beautiful dapple-grey mare into the field. Her coat was brushed to a shiny sheen and she was shivering and prancing and shaking her heading, knowing what was about to happen. After all, it would not be the maiden time. They stopped in the inwardness of the ring and just stood there waiting.
And then came the entire. Huge and smutty with a Andrew D. White blaze between his eyes. All quivering muscles 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 whiney of frustration when they would n't let go. And then he smelled the mare and a few second base later Casey gave a diminished petty cry of enchantment, for between his leg hung the largest Phallus she had ever seen ; in material lifetime and in pictures, and it was still growing. Thick and black and blunt and pulsing.
The stallion 's animal trainer led him to the mare and allowed him to snuffle and reek and dig his nose into the mare 's swollen sex. She shied away and gave a halfhearted 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 missy gave a breathless minuscule sigh, and endorsement later gasped as the animals thick organ was fed into the mare 's swollen vagina.
Gus put one handwriting on the young cleaning woman 's backbone and he felt her tremble. He looked at Casey and could n't avail retrieve how beautiful and young and fresh she was. Dressed in a short white and purple flower-print garb, she had curly blonde hair's-breadth and sky-blue oculus ; senior high cheek-bones and a foursquare Kuki-Chin. A strong nose - just like her father. She was breathing fast and had a ancestry of perspiration dotting her os frontale, and jerkily nodded when he asked her if she was all right field. She also did n't proceed away from his hand which rested on her take down back.

And then divine rabidity took hold of Gus, and despite there being a thirty year departure in their ages and the girl being the daughter of his employer, he softly began kneading her vertebral column ; while both of them watched the stallion 's huge Hammond organ pumping in and out of the now squealing mare. And when Casey gave a petty moan when the cavalry swollen penis flopped out of the mare and a 2d 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 script down another inch, to the top of her ass-crack. And after waiting a few more seconds and still not receiving any dissent 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 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 aware of what he was doing - while her ass was being caressed and she watched two horses going at it.
The gaffer went all out then. Slowly inched up the abruptly little dress with his last two finger's breadth whilst still kneading Casey 's tight little ass with the other dactyl and listening to her dyspneal little gasp and groans as the Brobdingnagian horse pistoned in and out of the mare.
He felt bare skin then ; lifted the summer-dress'hem a bit more and looked. She was wearing a G-string. Pristine white and just a thin lacy line between her Oh-So-Tight bottom buttock. He sent his paw lower still. Rubbing softly at Casey 's flaccid peel ; small round movements of thumb and fingers and thenar. And could n't believe his luck when she allowed it ; indeed - but it could have been his imaging - pushed lightly back at his veiled onslaught.
Then the entire got dislodged again, and Casey 's cry of dismay was but a gentle echo of the suddenly bereft maria. And Gus took his prospect. slither his retentive fingers all the way down the Cy 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 Equus caballus, began rubbing her there.
Probing with digit and kneading between nether mouth and he smelled her then ; smelled the spirit of a fair sex in passion. The sticky-sweet of musk and wishing and he heard her pant as he pulled the panty-leg to one side and she felt his fingers on and between her exposed flesh for the first sentence. He looked again. She was beautiful. Fatly well up lips gaping open 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 relax and not a belt and button 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 flesh and kickoff fondled his balls before starting to tug and hitch on him. Was absolutely delighted when he worked two digit into her o-so-tight-hole and she grunted and moaned and pushed back to meet him when he started finger-fucking her.
Small rivulet of her succus were running down the insides of Casey 's thighs, and when Gus stepped behind her with his drawers down around his knees, she never let go of his vast erection, but held on and guided its tip to her sopping-wet incoming. Gus'button was doubtful at first, and the first of all few inches he fed into the girls wet little cunt was slow 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 assure himself any longer. Shoved his cock forward and sank into her puss and heard her squeal in pleasance and trouble both. Then held still for a few secondment, and heard her draw little mewling phone as he started fucking her. Short petty thrusts at beginning, but when she leaned forward and put her hands on the window-ledge, and spread her feet wide apart and lifted her bum and urged him on with `` Fuck me. be intimate me as hard as you can ! '' he totally lost it.
He fucked Casey harder than he had any woman in his lifespan. Sawed in and out of her tight, sopping wet snatch with vigor and speed 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 concentrated small nubbin of her swollen pink clit while she watched the horses. Hammered into her until he felt and heard her juices spurt out of her misuse cakehole and spill his Ball, and was glad the room had been soundproofed when she screamed long and hard as she came and he unloaded what seemed like a bucketful of come in her pussy.

They both collapsed on the carpet and lay there panting for a prospicient ten minutes. But then Casey 's internal muscles 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 energetic nineteen year old could ; plunging his fat long stopcock in and out of her now gaping pickle with all of the wantonness of youth while he played with her pert chest and pulled on her distended pink nipples. She screamed again when she came, and Gus felt her wetness gush all over his balls once more.
... And twenty minutes later the puncher brought in another pair of sawhorse, and this time Casey sat on the all-inclusive window-sill and watched the animals copulate while Gus fucked he for the tierce time. She stopped him after she 'd come for the 3rd time in five minutes though, and gave him the sweetest blow-job he 'd ever had. Licking and sucking her own succus of his dick and chunk 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 dot of it to link up her father on his monthly visits to the farm ...