The crowd around her exhort and toasted, wearing the orange and blue jerseys with numbers of their favorite participant, many had detonating device on with the Bronco's bowelless stallion emblazoned it, and some wore tee shirt with the same emblem. The crowd and Gemma have been celebrating for minute now in the small bar in downtown Denver and were by this point hammered. Gemma suddenly had a c new friends as she partied with multitude she hardly knew, and they brought her drink hoping they could get into the jolly blonde 's bloomers too. So by two am, she could hardly walk, and as her bust drink became too much for her small body to manage, she suddenly felt sick.

Gemma decided she needed some newly air and left the bar to go outside for a minute, but uttermost sickness wouldn't abate and her head started spinning too. Looking around, she spotted an alley and staggered wildly down it, coming to some horse barn. A local sawbuck and pushchair operator kept his cavalry stabled here, although she didn't know that at the time. Gemma needed a place to vomitive and fast. The room access is open and a Inner Light on interior, however, no one is inside except a mates of white gymnastic horse. She staggers to the horses, clutching her tum when suddenly she trip-up and falls headfirst into a booth, wedging herself between the wooden fence on one position of the stall.

The move makes her vomit as alcohol 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 clean entire named Duke who stood passively chewing hay as Gemma fell through his stall. Tonight is his night off, and as the odour of vomit filled the air as he grunted, huffed, and shifted uncomfortably. As Gemma lay still, he decides to investigate and stay put his nose in her upturned ass and takes a sniff. He smells her sex, something he knows since a previous owner used to hire him out for sex with women.

The olfactory perception of her young kitty-cat made him feel young again. He remembered the feeling of a tight homo twat wrapped around his big node. He pushed his nose into her taking a big deep puff. Her cunt intoxicated him. Using his nose, he nudged her short skirt up to exhibit her ass. Gemma didn't have panties on. He nudged her leg apart so she's perfectly presented to him and the peck of her exposed twat makes him nicker excitedly. His vast cock already hanging low by this point, is stiffening.

Gemma's bouffant pale labia, cute clit, and a tuft of blonde pubic hair above driving force him idle with lust. He jumps, as if a broncho himself, and lands with his front hooves resting on the fence, supporting his weightiness. Her tight snatch still seems unapproachable to his heavy pecker. He snorts in foiling and decides to edge his way forward with his spinal column branch. It's hard to see looking back as this little girl is so small compared to Duke. When he feels the end of his flared knob touch modality her. He gently probes, rubbing his flanged node over her cunt, wetting it with his leaking precum.

His powerful brawn tighten, and veins stick out under his blank coat. Duke pushes, feeling her cunt resist at for the first time, yet the force of his intentions wins and slowly he splices her cunt surface and slips inside her smashed wetness. Gemma groan and motility, but not enough to shift his monolithic pommel. He waits a moment, filling her interior with his sticky, slimy precum to lubricate her. Gemma begins to grind on his cock.

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

The horse starts to thrust 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 stroke of his immense cock making her cunt longer and longer, so more cock is swallowed with every thrust. The audio of squishing and slapping fill the room. Gemma moans loudly, her header is moving around uncontrollably. Duke 's turncock slides deeper and deeper into her eubstance, he can feel the fence paling pushing against her stomach.

Gemma's so drunk she doesn't feel painful sensation at this maddening stretch of her pussy, she only feels the pleasure of the friction and the fullness. Duke is snorting and nickering above her as his massive Hammond organ microscope slide deeply inside her. Her grunt and groan turn him on, makes his cock even harder. He fucks her faster now, as he feels an climax edifice in his consistency. Something he hasn't felt in years. His testis tingle as the swing in the air below him.

Gemma begins to excite and waver all over, as a full-body orgasm takes hold. She grunt and groan opaque moan as her face gush red. Duke feeling her puss spasm all over his cock rams her flush harder, driving her orgasm into overuse. Her torso vellication below him helpless and overpowered by his big stallion cock. He feels the pride only a mating entire can feel when he has his mare at his mercy.

He pounds onward, feeling his age leave his physical structure and remembering the pastures and mares of his youth. Gemma's twat continues to spasm as one orgasm drives into another, as the waves on the beach, crashing over her and engulfing her in uttermost pleasance. Finally, he reaches the culmination of his lust, and with a whinny, he unloads gal of his hot, thick cum inscrutable inside her body.

Her footling body isn't designed to handle this much cum, and soon after he starts cumming, white come gushes from around his cock engulfed by her pussy. Cum squeezes out under press and sprays her legs and the floor behind her. Duke suspiration and boo satiated and takes a few tone back.

His colossus cock softens quickly, and eventually, it pops out of Gemma's abused cunt, making more cum dribble out behind. He jumps off the fence and moves to the back of the stall. After a piece, he falls asleep.

*****

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

He stands with helping hand on hips, staring at Gemma with a mystifying frown. Suddenly, she raises her fountainhead and sees him.

"Go broncho's,"Gemma said, and her point dropped again.

The End .