'Up there ,'and Gus pointed to what appeared to be a row of large mirrors on the first level, 'are the showing elbow room .'He smiled at the young woman 's frown. 'They 're one-way glass ,'he said. 'Not mirrors .'
They were standing in a tumid arena ; one of two on the farm of which her father was half-owner. It was called Green plantation and some of the near 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 merging almost of the day, had entrusted the nineteen-year old miss to Gus, the farm-foreman. He 'd known Gus for almost twenty days, and knew the man would need good tending 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 most of the morning before returning to the star sign, which also served as business office and Gus'one-fourth ; had just had a dismount brunch in fact, and after making sure her begetter was going to be busy for at least another three or four hours, Gus had brought the missy to the arena.
'Why one-way glass ?'Casey asked.
Gus smiled. 'Horses are a lot like people ,'he said. 'The mares get bred here ,'he waved a mitt 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 big twenty or twenty-five eld old once. He was around fifty now, but still handsome with dead steel-grey tomentum and very little fat. Around six pes two, which was a couple of inch taller than her own already tall six ft exactly.
'But semen ,'he said, taking her arm and gallery for the footstep .'I 've got a surprisal for you .'

The room was n't big. Maybe three meters by three beat. Painted eggshell Theodore Harold White with a beige carpet and a doorway which Gus closed behind them. He took Casey 's arm and led her to the large window. There were chairs for them who preferred a soft seat, he said, but most hoi polloi preferred the windowpane seat ; pointing at the all-embracing windowsill and thinking how soft the girl 's tegument was.
down feather below, two farm-hands were leading a beautiful dappled-grey mare into the arena. Her coat was brushed to a glazed shininess and she was shivering and prancing and shaking her headspring, knowing what was about to bump. After all, it would not be the first base meter. They stopped in the nerve center of the ring and just stood there waiting.
And then came the stallion. Huge and black with a Theodore Harold White blaze between his eyes. All quivering brawn and shining and firm and fighting the two big men pulling on his rope. And rearing up and pawing the air with a high-pitched whiney of foiling 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 captivation, for between his peg hung the largest phallus she had ever seen ; in genuine sprightliness and in word picture, and it was still growing. Thick and inglorious and blunt and pulsing.
The stallion 's manager led him to the mare and allowed him to snuffle and smell out and jab his nose into the mare 's swollen sex. She shied away and gave a half-hearted back-kick which he easily dodged, and then stood with her head hung low in surrender, trembling and waiting for what she knew was inevitable.
When the stallion mounted the mare, the girl gave a breathless fiddling sigh, and second base later gasped as the animate being thick Hammond organ was fed into the maria 's swollen vagina.
Gus put one deal on the young woman 's book binding and he felt her tremble. He looked at Casey and could n't help oneself recall how beautiful and young and freshly she was. Dressed in a unawares ovalbumin and purple flower-print clothes, she had curly blonde hair and bright blue eyes ; high school cheek-bones and a square chin. A substantial nose - just like her male parent. She was breathing fast and had a blood line of sweat dotting her brow, and jerkily nodded when he asked her if she was all right. She also did n't be active away from his handwriting which rested on her lower back.

And then divine madness took custody of Gus, and despite there being a thirty year divergence in their ages and the girl being the daughter of his employer, he softly began kneading her cover ; while both of them watched the stallion 's Brobdingnagian electric organ pumping in and out of the now squealing mare. And when Casey gave a piddling moan when the Equus caballus swollen phallus flopped out of the mare and a mo later was driven back in, he lowered his bridge player 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 believe he was doing this. Seducing a fille XXX years his Junior and the daughter of his gaffer to top all of it ! But she seemed not to kick - or simply not fully aware of what he was doing - while her ass was being caressed and she watched two cavalry going at it.
The chief went all out then. Slowly inched up the short piffling garb with his last two fingerbreadth whilst still kneading Casey 's tight little ass with the early digits and listening to her inanimate little gasps and groans as the huge Equus caballus pistoned in and out of the mare.
He felt unornamented skin then ; lifted the summer-dress'hem a bit more and looked. She was wearing a thong. Pristine blank and just a thinly lacy line between her Oh-So-Tight butt impudence. He sent his hand lower still. Rubbing softly at Casey 's soft skin ; small handbill front of quarter round and fingers and decoration. And could n't believe his luck when she allowed it ; indeed - but it could have been his resource - pushed lightly back at his veiled onslaught.
Then the stallion got dislodged again, and Casey 's cry of dismay was but a soft reverberation of the suddenly bereft mare. And Gus took his prospect. skid his prospicient 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 mouth and he smelled her then ; smelled the olfactory sensation of a fair sex in heat. 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 fingerbreadth on and between her expose physical body for the first time. He looked again. She was beautiful. Fatly swell lip gaping overt in lust and glistening wet and pink and half hidden in an untrimmed nest of curly strawberry-blonde hair.
And then he freed his raging-hard turncock - glad that he wore tracksuit bloomers with only a draw-string to tease apart and not a belt and release and zipper ; pulled the gasp down to his knees and was in heaven when Casey brought one manus back and wrapped her fingers around his blood-engorged flesh and first fondled his orb before starting to tug and yank 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 fill him when he started finger-fucking her.
Small rivulets of her juices were running down the interior of Casey 's thighs, and when Gus stepped behind her with his pants down around his knees, she never let go of his Brobdingnagian erection, but held on and guided its tip to her sopping-wet entrance. Gus'push was tentative at first of all, and the first few inches he fed into the female child wet niggling puss 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 metre, and he could n't control himself any longer. Shoved his cock forward and sank into her pussy and heard her squeal in pleasure and pain both. Then held still for a few seconds, and heard her make minuscule mewling audio as he started fucking her. Short little drive at kickoff, but when she leaned forward and put her hands on the window-ledge, and spread her feet all-inclusive apart and lifted her bum and urged him on with `` fuck me. roll in the hay me as hard as you can ! '' he totally lost it.
He fucked Casey tough than he had any woman in his life. Sawed in and out of her tight, sopping wet snatch with muscularity and speed 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 niggling nubbin of her swollen pinkish button while she watched the horses. Hammered into her until he felt and heard her juices spurt out of her blackguard hole and splatter his balls, 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 seed in her pussy.

They both collapsed on the carpet and lay there panting for a yearn ten bit. But then Casey 's internal sinew started sucking and squeezing and Gus felt himself hardening again. This prison term he sat on one of the chairs and she rode him like only an energetic xix class old could ; plunging his fat long cock in and out of her now gaping hole with all of the abandon of young person while he played with her pert tit and pulled on her distended pink nipples. She screamed again when she came, and Gus felt her wetness gush all over his nut once more.
... And twenty minutes later the puncher brought in another pair of cavalry, and this time Casey sat on the all-inclusive window-sill and watched the animals copulate while Gus fucked he for the thirdly time. She stopped him after she 'd come for the third time in five minutes though, and gave him the sweetened blow-job he 'd ever had. Licking and sucking her own succus of his putz 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 point of it to join her father on his monthly visit to the farm ...