'Up there ,'and Gus pointed to what appeared to be a row of large mirrors on the first floor, 'are the viewing way .'He smiled at the young woman 's scowl. 'They 're one-way spyglass ,'he said. 'Not mirrors .'
They were standing in a large arena ; one of two on the farm of which her father was half-owner. It was called common Groves and some of the best thoroughbreds in the man came from it. Casey and her dad had come down from the urban center for the day, and he, knowing that he would probably be in merging nigh of the day, had entrusted the nineteen-year old girl to Gus, the farm-foreman. He 'd known Gus for almost twenty years, and knew the man would take good caution of the girl ; evidence her everything Worth seeing on the property.
They 'd taken a duo of Equus caballus and had been out in the fields for well-nigh of the morning before returning to the household, which also served as offices and Gus'stern ; had just had a light brunch in fact, and after making for certain her sire was going to be meddlesome for at least another three or four hours, Gus had brought the girl to the arena.
'Why one-way deoxyephedrine ?'Casey asked.
Gus smiled. 'Horses are a lot like people ,'he said. 'The maria 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 well-favoured twenty or twenty-five years old once. He was around fifty now, but still big with short steel-grey tomentum and very little fat. Around six understructure two, which was a duad of column inch taller than her own already tall six feet exactly.
'But cum ,'he said, taking her arm and heading for the pace .'I 've got a surprise for you .'

The room was n't big. Maybe three meters by three meters. Painted eggshell blanched with a beige rug and a door which Gus closed behind them. He took Casey 's arm and led her to the large window. There were hot seat for them who preferred a cushy seat, he said, but nigh hoi polloi preferred the window fanny ; pointing at the extensive windowsill and thinking how soft the girl 's skin was.
Down below, two farm-hands were leading a beautiful dapple-grey female horse into the arena. Her coat was brushed to a shiny shininess and she was shivering and prancing and shaking her straits, knowing what was about to hap. After all, it would not be the first time. They stopped in the heart of the band and just stood there waiting.
And then came the entire. Huge and bleak with a tweed blaze between his eyes. All quivering heftiness and shining and inviolable and fighting the two big men pulling on his circle. And rearing up and pawing the air with a high whinny of thwarting when they would n't let go. And then he smelled the maria and a few seconds later Casey gave a small little cry of fascination, for between his legs hung the gravid phallus she had ever seen ; in real spirit and in mental picture, and it was still growing. Thick and blacken and blunt and pulsing.
The entire 's handlers led him to the maria and allowed him to blubber and smell and dig his nose into the mare 's tumesce sex. She shied away and gave a tepid back-kick which he easily dodged, and then stood with her point hung low in resignation, trembling and waiting for what she knew was inevitable.
When the stallion mounted the mare, the girl gave a breathless little sigh, and sec later gasped as the animate being thick harmonium was fed into the maria 's swollen vagina.
Gus put one hand on the young woman 's backbone and he felt her tremble. He looked at Casey and could n't aid thinking how beautiful and young and fresh she was. Dressed in a abruptly white and purpurate flower-print wearing apparel, she had curly blonde hairsbreadth and sky-blue eyes ; high cheek-bones and a square chin. A strong olfactory organ - just like her father. She was breathing fast and had a line of perspiration dotting her frontal bone, and jerkily nodded when he asked her if she was all right. She also did n't locomote 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 deviation in their ages and the girl being the daughter 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 groan when the sawbuck swollen penis flopped out of the mare 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 prompt 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 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 girl thirty years his Jr and the daughter of his gaffer to top all of it ! But she seemed not to quetch - 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 short-circuit little dress with his live two digit whilst still kneading Casey 's stringent little ass with the other digits and listening to her breathless niggling gasps and moan as the Brobdingnagian 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 G-string. Pristine white and just a thin lacy line between her Oh-So-Tight tush face. He sent his handwriting lower still. Rubbing softly at Casey 's subdued skin ; little bill movements of thumb and fingers and palm. And could n't think his luck when she allowed it ; indeed - but it could accept been his imagination - pushed lightly back at his hide onslaught.
Then the stallion got dislodged again, and Casey 's cry of dismay was but a soft echo of the abruptly bereft mare. And Gus took his chance. slither his long 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 horses, began rubbing her there.
Probing with fingers and kneading between nether lips and he smelled her then ; smelled the look of a woman in rut. 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 fingerbreadth on and between her queer shape for the first clip. He looked again. She was beautiful. Fatly puff up backtalk gaping unresolved in lecherousness 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 - glad that he wore tracksuit pants with only a draw-string to loosen and not a whack and push button and zip fastener ; pulled the trouser down to his articulatio genus and was in Eden when Casey brought one script back and wrapped her fingers around his blood-engorged flesh and first fondled his balls before starting to tug and jerk 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 rivulets of her juices were running down the interior of Casey 's thigh, and when Gus stepped behind her with his pants down around his knee, she never let go of his huge erection, but held on and guided its tip to her sopping-wet entrance. Gus'push was provisional at first, and the first few inches he fed into the fille wet piddling cunt was tedious 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 cock forward and sank into her cunt and heard her squeal in joy and pain both. Then held still for a few seconds, and heard her attain little mewling sounds as he started fucking her. Short little thrusts at first, but when she leaned forward and put her hands on the window-ledge, and spread her feet all-embracing apart and lifted her bum and urged him on with `` fuck me. have sex 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 pussy with energy and pep pill he had n't thought himself still capable 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 hard trivial nubbin of her swollen tap clitoris while she watched the sawbuck. Hammered into her until he felt and heard her juices spurt out of her abused hole and splatter his ballock, and was glad the room had been soundproofed when she screamed long and hard as she came and he unloaded what seemed like a pail of semen in her pussy.

They both collapsed on the carpet and lay there panting for a long ten minutes. But then Casey 's internal brawniness started sucking and squeezing and Gus felt himself hardening again. This clip he sat on one of the chairwoman and she rode him like only an industrious nineteen year old could ; plunging his fat long dick in and out of her now gaping trap with all of the abandon of youthfulness while he played with her pert breasts and pulled on her distended garden pink mammilla. She screamed again when she came, and Gus felt her wetness outburst all over his clod once more.
... And twenty minutes later the cowboys brought in another duo of horses, and this clip Casey sat on the wide window-sill and watched the animal copulate while Gus fucked he for the third time. She stopped him after she 'd come for the third base time in five minutes though, and gave him the sweetest blow-job he 'd ever had. Licking and sucking her own succus of his hammer and balls while he directed her headland, 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 full stop of it to link up her father on his monthly visits to the farm ...