'Up there ,'and Gus pointed to what appeared to be a row of large mirrors on the firstly 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 area ; one of two on the farm of which her father was half-owner. It was called super C grove and some of the best thoroughbred in the world came from it. Casey and her dad had come down from the metropolis for the day, and he, knowing that he would probably be in meetings about of the day, had entrusted the nineteen-year old lady friend to Gus, the farm-foreman. He 'd known Gus for almost twenty year, and knew the man would use up good care of the girl ; show her everything worth seeing on the property.
They 'd taken a brace of Equus caballus and had been out in the theatre for near of the morning before returning to the house, which also served as offices and Gus'fourth ; had just had a light brunch in fact, and after making sure enough her Padre was going to be busybodied for at least another three or four minute, Gus had brought the girl to the arena.
'Why one-way glass ?'Casey asked.
Gus smiled. 'Horses are a lot like mass ,'he said. 'The mares get bred here ,'he waved a script at the orbit in worldwide, 'and we do n't want them to feel uncomfortable, do we ?'He smiled again and Casey thought he probably was a very handsome twenty or xxv geezerhood old once. He was around fifty now, but still handsome with shortstop steel-grey hair and very picayune fat. Around six foot two, which was a span of inches taller than her own already tall six feet exactly.
'But seminal fluid ,'he said, taking her arm and drift for the footfall .'I 've got a surprise for you .'

The room was n't big. Maybe three meters by three time. Painted eggshell gabardine with a ecru carpet and a room access which Gus closed behind them. He took Casey 's arm and led her to the large window. There were death chair for them who preferred a soft seat, he said, but most people preferred the window place ; pointing at the wide windowsill and thinking how balmy the girl 's skin was.
down below, two farm-hands were leading a beautiful dappled-grey mare into the sports stadium. Her coat was brushed to a lustrous sheen and she was shivering and prancing and shaking her head, knowing what was about to take place. After all, it would not be the kickoff fourth dimension. They stopped in the middle of the ring and just stood there waiting.
And then came the stallion. Huge and black with a white brilliance between his eyes. All quivering heftiness and shining and solid 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 small niggling cry of fascination, for between his ramification hung the largest phallus she had ever seen ; in real life and in characterization, and it was still growing. Thick and dark and blunt and pulsing.
The entire 's handlers led him to the mare and allowed him to snuff and smell out and poke his nose into the maria 's vain sex. She shied away and gave a lukewarm 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 entire mounted the female horse, the girl gave a breathless slight sigh, and second base later gasped as the animals thick organ was fed into the mare 's tumesce vagina.
Gus put one paw on the Thomas Young woman 's back and he felt her tremble. He looked at Casey and could n't help thinking how beautiful and new and fresh she was. Dressed in a short white and regal flower-print dress, she had curly blonde hair and lazuline eyes ; high-pitched cheek-bones and a square chin. A strong nose - just like her father. She was breathing fast and had a line of diaphoresis dotting her forehead, and jerkily nodded when he asked her if she was all right. She also did n't run away from his hand which rested on her low back.

And then divine rage took hold of Gus, and despite there being a XXX class difference in their eld and the girl being the daughter of his employer, he softly began kneading her backbone ; while both of them watched the stallion 's immense reed organ pumping in and out of the now squealing mare. And when Casey gave a little moan when the sawhorse swollen member flopped out of the mare and a back 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 run or said anything, moved his hand down another in, 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 valley between her cheeks.
He could not believe he was doing this. Seducing a girl thirty eld his Jr and the daughter of his Bos to top all of it ! But she seemed not to kick - 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 short little dress with his hold up two fingers whilst still kneading Casey 's tight short ass with the other digits and listening to her breathless lilliputian gasps and groans as the huge 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 thong. Pristine bloodless and just a thin lacy line of business between her Oh-So-Tight butt nerve. He sent his hired man lower still. Rubbing softly at Casey 's soft tegument ; minuscule circular drift of thumb and fingerbreadth and medal. And could n't believe his luck when she allowed it ; indeed - but it could have been his imagination - pushed lightly back at his veiled onslaught.
Then the entire got dislodged again, and Casey 's cry of dismay was but a soft sound reflection of the suddenly bereft mare. And Gus took his chance. Slid his long digit all the way down the young charwoman '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 smell of a woman in heat. The sticky-sweet of musk and deficiency and he heard her gasp as he pulled the panty-leg to one slope and she felt his fingers on and between her exposed flesh for the first clock time. He looked again. She was beautiful. Fatly tumefy lips gaping capable 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 peter - glad that he wore tracksuit knickers with only a draw-string to untie and not a knock and button and zipper ; pulled the pant down to his genu and was in nirvana when Casey brought one hand back and wrapped her fingers around his blood-engorged anatomy and first gear fondled his balls before starting to tug and hitch 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 encounter him when he started finger-fucking her.
Small rill of her juice were running down the interior of Casey 's second joint, and when Gus stepped behind her with his drawers down around his knee joint, she never let go of his huge erection, but held on and guided its tip to her sopping-wet entrance. Gus'push was tentative at number 1, and the showtime few in he fed into the girls wet short snatch was ho-hum going. And God, was she tight ... But then she began rocking back and he felt himself drenched as she came for the first sentence, 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 ail both. Then held still for a few secondment, and heard her make little mewling sounds as he started fucking her. shortstop niggling thrusts at 1st, but when she leaned forward and put her manus on the window-ledge, and spread her feet wide apart and lifted her bum and urged him on with `` piece of tail me. Fuck me as hard as you can ! '' he totally lost it.
He fucked Casey harder than he had any womanhood in his life. Sawed in and out of her tight, sopping wet cunt with vim and speed he had n't thought himself still capable 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 slit and toying with the tough little nubbin of her swollen pink button while she watched the horses. Hammered into her until he felt and heard her succus spurt out of her abused mess and splatter his balls, 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 semen in her pussy.

They both collapsed on the carpet and lay there panting for a long ten minutes. But then Casey 's national muscleman 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 gumptious nineteen year 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 bosom and pulled on her distended pink nipples. She screamed again when she came, and Gus felt her wetness blowup all over his balls once more.
... And twenty instant later the rodeo rider brought in another pair of horses, and this clip Casey sat on the spacious window-sill and watched the animals copulate while Gus fucked he for the tierce time. She stopped him after she 'd come for the third time in five minutes though, and gave him the fresh blow-job he 'd ever had. Licking and sucking her own juices of his cock and balls while he directed her heading, 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 connect her sire on his monthly visit to the farm ...