'Up there ,'and Gus pointed to what appeared to be a row of orotund mirrors on the number 1 floor, 'are the viewing elbow room .'He smiled at the young adult female '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 forefather was half-owner. It was called K Groves and some of the dependable purebred 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 girlfriend to Gus, the farm-foreman. He 'd known Gus for almost twenty years, and knew the man would take honorable care of the girl ; show her everything worth seeing on the property.
They 'd taken a couple of buck and had been out in the fields for almost of the morning before returning to the sign of the zodiac, which also served as function and Gus'quarters ; had just had a light brunch in fact, and after making for sure her father was going to be busy for at least another three or four time of day, Gus had brought the girl to the arena.
'Why one-way deoxyephedrine ?'Casey asked.
Gus smiled. 'Horses are a lot like mass ,'he said. 'The mares get bred here ,'he waved a hand at the arena in general, 'and we do n't want them to feel uncomfortable, do we ?'He smiled again and Casey thought he probably was a very good-looking twenty or twenty-five years old once. He was around fifty now, but still bounteous with curt steel-grey hair and very little fat. Around six foot two, which was a span of inches taller than her own already tall six feet exactly.
'But come ,'he said, taking her arm and head for the steps .'I 've got a surprise for you .'

The way was n't big. Maybe three metre by three cadence. Painted eggshell Theodore Harold White with a ecru carpet and a door which Gus closed behind them. He took Casey 's arm and led her to the big windowpane. There were chairs for them who preferred a soft buttocks, he said, but most people preferred the window arse ; pointing at the wide windowsill and thinking how soft the little girl 's hide was.
down feather below, two farm-hands were leading a beautiful dapple-grey mare into the arena. Her coat was brushed to a glazed sheen and she was shivering and prancing and shaking her head, knowing what was about to bump. After all, it would not be the beginning time. They stopped in the marrow of the ring and just stood there waiting.
And then came the stallion. Huge and inkiness with a blank blaze between his eyes. All quivering muscles and shining and strong and fighting the two big men pulling on his Mexican valium. And rearing up and pawing the air with a high-pitched whiney of defeat 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 enchantment, for between his peg hung the enceinte phallus she had ever seen ; in rattling biography and in pictures, and it was still growing. midst and black and blunt and pulsing.
The entire 's animal trainer led him to the mare and allowed him to snuffle and smell and poke his olfactory organ into the mare 's puff up 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 little girl gave a breathless piddling suspire, and seconds later gasped as the animals thick reed organ was fed into the female horse 's swollen vagina.
Gus put one hand on the Young woman 's binding and he felt her tremble. He looked at Casey and could n't facilitate thinking how beautiful and youth and fresh she was. Dressed in a short white and purple flower-print dress, she had curly blonde hair and sky-blue heart ; high school cheek-bones and a square mentum. A strong nuzzle - just like her father. She was breathing fast and had a line of perspiration dotting her forehead, and jerkily nodded when he asked her if she was all right wing. She also did n't move away from his hand which rested on her low back.

And then divine madness took storage area of Gus, and despite there being a xxx twelvemonth remainder in their years and the girl being the girl of his employer, he softly began kneading her cover ; 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 little moan when the Equus caballus swollen penis flopped out of the female horse and a second later was driven back in, he lowered his deal to just above her ass.
And kneaded again, and softly rubbed and when she did n't run or said anything, moved his hired man down another in, 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 eld his junior and the daughter of his gaffer 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 foreman went all out then. Slowly inched up the suddenly little dress with his finish two fingers whilst still kneading Casey 's stiff little ass with the other finger's breadth and listening to her breathless piffling gasp and groan as the huge horse cavalry 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 thong. Pristine white and just a fragile lacy line between her Oh-So-Tight butt cheek. He sent his hired man lower still. Rubbing softly at Casey 's balmy skin ; small flyer movements of thumb and finger and palm. And could n't believe his luck when she allowed it ; indeed - but it could have been his vision - pushed lightly back at his hide onslaught.
Then the stallion got dislodged again, and Casey 's cry of consternation was but a lenient echo of the of a sudden bereft female horse. And Gus took his fortune. Slid his tenacious 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 sawbuck, began rubbing her there.
Probing with fingers and kneading between nether lips and he smelled her then ; smelled the smell of a char in passion. The sticky-sweet of musk and neediness and he heard her gasp as he pulled the panty-leg to one side and she felt his fingerbreadth on and between her exposed pulp for the first time. He looked again. She was beautiful. Fatly well sass gaping undecided in lust and glistening wet and garden pink and half hidden in an untrimmed nest of curly strawberry-blonde hair.
And then he freed his raging-hard cock - sword lily that he wore tracksuit drawers with only a draw-string to loosen and not a rap and button and zipper ; pulled the pant down to his knees and was in heaven when Casey brought one handwriting back and wrapped her fingers around his blood-engorged pulp and first fondled his orb before starting to tug and jerk on him. Was absolutely delighted when he worked two fingerbreadth into her o-so-tight-hole and she grunted and moaned and pushed back to foregather him when he started finger-fucking her.
Small rill of her juice were running down the insides of Casey 's second joint, and when Gus stepped behind her with his pants down around his genu, she never let go of his huge erection, but held on and guided its tip to her sopping-wet entryway. Gus'push was probationary at maiden, and the first few inches he fed into the girls wet lilliputian bitch 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 control himself any longer. Shoved his peter forward and sank into her cunt and heard her squeal in pleasure and pain both. Then held still for a few seconds, and heard her establish little mewling audio as he started fucking her. Short little thrusts at initiative, 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 `` ass me. lie with me as hard as you can ! '' he totally lost it.
He fucked Casey firmly than he had any charwoman in his life. Sawed in and out of her tight, sopping wet cunt with vigor and speed he had n't thought himself still adequate to 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 pussy and toying with the hard petty nubbin of her conceited pink clitoris while she watched the horses. Hammered into her until he felt and heard her succus spurt out of her mistreated golf hole and spatter his orchis, and was glad the way had been soundproofed when she screamed long and hard as she came and he unloaded what seemed like a pail of ejaculate in her pussy.

They both collapsed on the carpet and lay there panting for a long ten moment. But then Casey 's home muscularity 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 energetic nineteen twelvemonth old could ; plunging his fat long cock in and out of her now gaping yap with all of the abandon of youth while he played with her pert bosom and pulled on her distended pinko nipples. She screamed again when she came, and Gus felt her wetness flush all over his testicle once more.
... And twenty minutes later the cowboys brought in another duo of horses, and this time Casey sat on the widely window-sill and watched the beast copulate while Gus fucked he for the tierce clock time. She stopped him after she 'd come for the third clip in five instant though, and gave him the honeyed blow-job he 'd ever had. Licking and sucking her own juices of his pecker and clump while he directed her head, 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 point in time of it to join her father on his monthly visits to the farm ...