The crowd around her exhort and toasted, wearing the orange tree and blue jersey with numbers pool of their darling participant, many had detonating device on with the Bronco's fierce stallion emblazoned it, and some wore tee shirt with the same allegory. The gang and Gemma have been celebrating for minute now in the pocket-sized bar in downtown capital of Colorado and were by this point hammered. Gemma suddenly had a hundred new booster as she partied with citizenry she hardly knew, and they brought her potable hoping they could get into the jolly blonde 's drawers too. So by two am, she could hardly take the air, and as her binge drinking became too often for her little body to handle, she suddenly felt sick.

Gemma decided she needed some fresh air and left the bar to go outside for a mo, but uttermost sickness wouldn't abate and her mind started spinning too. Looking around, she spotted an alley and staggered wildly down it, coming to some stables. A local horse and equipage operator kept his cavalry stabled here, although she didn't know that at the time. Gemma needed a stead to vomitive and fast. The door is give and a light on inside, however, no one is inside except a span of white horse cavalry. She staggers to the sawhorse, clutching her belly when suddenly she trips and falls headfirst into a stall, wedging herself between the wooden fence on one position of the stall.

The motion makes her vomit as inebriant toxic condition takes its toll on the nineteen-year-old girl. Eventually, she passes out, draped over the fence like a light-haired rag doll.

Inside the cubicle 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 feel of emetic filled the air as he grunted, huffed, and shifted uncomfortably. As Gemma lay still, he decides to inquire and sticks his nozzle in her upturned ass and takes a sniff. He smells her sex, something he knows since a old owner used to rent him out for sex with women.

The smell of her untested kitty made him palpate offspring again. He remembered the tactile sensation of a tight human being slit wrapped around his big boss. He pushed his nose into her taking a big deep whiff. Her twat intoxicated him. Using his nose, he nudged her short annulus up to expose her ass. Gemma didn't have scanty on. He nudged her legs apart so she's perfectly presented to him and the sight of her exposed bitch makes him nicker excitedly. His huge peter already hanging low by this point, is stiffening.

Gemma's puffy pale labia, cunning clit, and a tuft of blonde pubic hair above drive him uncivilised with lust. He jumps, as if a broncho himself, and lands with his front hooves resting on the fencing, supporting his weight. Her fuddled puss still seems unreachable to his hard prick. He snorts in foiling and decides to inch his way forward with his back legs. It's hard to see looking back as this girl is so low compared to Duke. When he feels the end of his erupt knob ghost her. He gently probes, rubbing his flanged pommel over her slit, wetting it with his leaking precum.

His powerful muscles tighten, and mineral vein stick out under his white coat. Duke push button, feeling her cunt resist at initiatory, yet the military unit of his intentions winnings and slowly he splices her bitch heart-to-heart and luxate inside her taut wetness. Gemma groans and motility, but not enough to reposition his massive node. He waits a mo, filling her inside with his sticky, slimy precum to lube her. Gemma begins to grind on his cock.

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

The Equus caballus starts to thrust his articulatio coxae, sliding his cock as far as it can go, feeling how mean she is around him. Duke loves it. He starts to sleep together harder and faster. Each ramming stroke of his vast cock making her cunt longer and thirster, so more putz is swallowed with every poking. The sound of squishing and slapping replete the elbow room. Gemma moans loudly, her straits is moving around uncontrollably. Duke 's stopcock slides cryptical and deeper into her body, he can feel the fencing palings pushing against her stomach.

Gemma's so drunk she doesn't feel pain at this maddening stretching of her cunt, she only feels the pleasure of the friction and the fullness. Duke is snorting and nickering above her as his massive electronic organ slides deeply inside her. Her grunt and groan turn him on, makes his cock even harder. He fucks her faster now, as he feels an orgasm building in his body. Something he hasn't felt in years. His balls tingle as the swing in the air below him.

Gemma begins to shake and waver all over, as a full-body orgasm takes postponement. She grunts and moan unintelligible moans as her face flushes red. Duke feeling her cunt spasm all over his shaft rams her even harder, driving her orgasm into overdrive. Her body twitching below him helpless and overpowered by his big stallion putz. He feels the pride only a coupling stallion can feel when he has his female horse at his mercy.

He pounds onward, feeling his age impart his body and remembering the pastures and maria of his youth. Gemma's cunt continues to spasm as one climax drives into another, as the waves on the beach, crashing over her and engulfing her in extreme pleasure. Finally, he reaches the completion of his lust, and with a whicker, he unloads Imperial gallon of his hot, thick cum deep inside her body.

Her lilliputian body isn't designed to handle this a lot cum, and soon after he starts cumming, clean cum gushes from around his putz engulfed by her slit. Cum squeezes out under air pressure and sprays her leg and the floor behind her. Duke sighs and snorts satiated and takes a few tone back.

His colossus cock softens quickly, and eventually, it pops out of Gemma's abused puss, making more cum slobber out behind. He jumps off the fence and moves to the book binding of the stall. After a while, he falls asleep.

*****

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

He stands with hands on coxa, staring at Gemma with a mysterious frown. Suddenly, she raises her head and sees him.

"Go Bronco's,"Gemma said, and her head dropped again.

The End .