The crowd around her cheered and toasted, wearing the Orange and blue jerseys with numbers of their ducky role player, many had crownwork on with the bronco's fierce stallion emblazoned it, and some wore T-shirts with the Sami emblem. The crowd and Gemma have been celebrating for hours now in the minuscule bar in downtown Denver and were by this head hammered. Gemma suddenly had a hundred new friends as she partied with mass she hardly knew, and they brought her swallow hoping they could get into the somewhat blonde 's pants too. So by two am, she could hardly walk, and as her tear drinking became too much for her small body to plow, she suddenly felt sick.

Gemma decided she needed some sweet air and left the bar to go outside for a moment, but extreme nausea wouldn't abate and her head started spinning too. Looking around, she spotted an alley and staggered wildly down it, coming to some stable. A local anesthetic horse and carriage hustler kept his horses stabled here, although she didn't know that at the clip. Gemma needed a place to vomitive and fast. The door is open and a light on interior, however, no one is inside except a mates of white horses. She staggers to the knight, clutching her stomach when suddenly she trips and falls headfirst into a stall, wedging herself between the wooden fence on one side of meat of the stall.

The question makes her vomit as alcoholic beverage poisoning takes its toll on the nineteen-year-old girl. Eventually, she passes out, draped over the fence like a blonde rag doll.

Inside the stall is an old white stallion named Duke who stood passively chewing hay as Gemma fell through his stall. Tonight is his Night off, and as the olfactory sensation of vomit filled the air as he grunted, huffed, and shifted uncomfortably. As Gemma lay still, he decides to enquire and sticks his nose in her upset ass and takes a snuff. He smells her sex, something he knows since a previous owner used to hire him out for sex with women.

The smelling of her young slit made him feel vernal again. He remembered the flavour of a soused human snatch wrapped around his big pommel. He pushed his olfactory organ into her taking a big oceanic abyss puff of air. Her cunt intoxicated him. Using his nozzle, he nudged her suddenly skirt up to expose her ass. Gemma didn't have panty on. He nudged her legs apart so she's perfectly presented to him and the survey of her exposed puss makes him nicker excitedly. His huge peter already hanging low by this point, is stiffening.

Gemma's puffy wan labia, precious clitoris, and a tuft of blonde pubic hair above drive him wild with lust. He jumps, as if a broncho himself, and lands with his front hooves resting on the fencing, supporting his weighting. Her tight cunt still seems out of reach to his hard cock. He snorts in frustration and decides to inch his way forward with his back legs. It's hard to see looking back as this girl is so small compared to Duke. When he feels the end of his flame knob pinch her. He gently probes, rubbing his flanged knob over her twat, wetting it with his leaking precum.

His knock-down muscleman tighten, and nervure stick out under his gabardine coat. Duke pushes, feeling her cunt resist at world-class, yet the force of his design wins and slowly he splices her cunt open and slue inside her soused wetness. Gemma moan and moves, but not enough to reposition his monolithic knob. He waits a present moment, filling her inside with his sticky, slimed precum to lubricate her. Gemma begins to grind on his cock.

She mumbles,"Yeah, babe, your cocks so big."

The horse starts to pierce his hips, sliding his cock as far as it can go, feeling how tight she is around him. Duke loves it. He starts to do it harder and faster. Each ramming virgule of his Brobdingnagian cock making her pussy longer and longer, so more than stopcock is swallowed with every thrust. The sound of squishing and slapping sate the elbow room. Gemma moans loudly, her head is moving around uncontrollably. Duke 's cock slides deeper and deeper into her body, he can sense the fence palings pushing against her stomach.

Gemma's so toast she doesn't tone hurting at this maddening stretching of her pussy, she only feels the pleasure of the friction and the mellowness. Duke is snorting and nickering above her as his massive organ lantern slide deeply inside her. Her grunt and moan turn him on, makes his cock even harder. He fucks her faster now, as he feels an sexual climax building in his trunk. Something he hasn't felt in years. His nut tingle as the swing in the air below him.

Gemma begins to shake up and waver all over, as a full-body orgasm takes hold. She grunts and moan unintelligible moans as her face bloom red. Duke feeling her pussy spasm all over his hammer rams her even out harder, driving her climax into overdrive. Her organic structure vellication below him helpless and overpowered by his big entire dick. He feels the pridefulness only a mating entire can feel when he has his maria at his mercy.

He pounds onward, feeling his age go forth his body and remembering the pastures and female horse of his youth. Gemma's pussy continues to spasm as one sexual climax drives into another, as the undulation on the beach, crashing over her and engulfing her in utmost pleasure. Finally, he reaches the culmination of his lust, and with a whinny, he unloads gallons of his hot, thick cum deep inside her body.

Her little body isn't designed to cover this practically cum, and soon after he starts cumming, white semen outburst from around his cock engulfed by her slit. Cum squeezes out under pressure sensation and sprays her wooden leg and the storey behind her. Duke sighs and boo satiated and takes a few steps back.

His hulk cock softens quickly, and eventually, it pops out of Gemma's abused pussy, making more cum dribble out behind. He jumps off the fence and relocation to the back of the sales booth. After a spell, he falls asleep.

*****

"Oh, fuck, another drunk,"Jamal says to himself as he arrives back at the stables.

He stands with bridge player on coxa, staring at Gemma with a rich frown. Suddenly, she raises her school principal and sees him.

"Go bronc's,"Gemma said, and her principal dropped again.

The End .