'Up there ,'and Gus pointed to what appeared to be a row of large mirrors on the foremost story, '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 vauntingly area ; one of two on the farm of which her father was half-owner. It was called Green orchard and some of the undecomposed 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 meetings well-nigh of the day, had entrusted the nineteen-year old girl to Gus, the farm-foreman. He 'd known Gus for almost twenty years, and knew the man would take thoroughly tending of the lady friend ; show her everything Charles Frederick Worth seeing on the property.
They 'd taken a couple of sawhorse and had been out in the fields for most of the morn before returning to the home, which also served as situation and Gus'one-fourth ; had just had a light brunch in fact, and after making sure her father was going to be meddlesome for at least another three or four 60 minutes, Gus had brought the girlfriend to the arena.
'Why one-way chalk ?'Casey asked.
Gus smiled. 'Horses are a lot like masses ,'he said. 'The mares get bred here ,'he waved a hand at the bowl in cosmopolitan, 'and we do n't want them to feel uncomfortable, do we ?'He smiled again and Casey thought he probably was a very bounteous 20 or 25 years old once. He was around fifty now, but still handsome with unretentive steel-grey hairsbreadth and very little fat. Around six foot two, which was a couple of inches taller than her own already tall six groundwork exactly.
'But cum ,'he said, taking her arm and bearing for the steps .'I 've got a surprisal for you .'

The elbow room was n't big. Maybe three meters by three meters. Painted eggshell white with a beige carpet and a threshold which Gus closed behind them. He took Casey 's arm and led her to the bombastic window. There were professorship for them who preferred a soft bum, he said, but almost people preferred the windowpane bum ; pointing at the wide-eyed windowsill and thinking how lenient the fille 's cutis was.
down feather below, two farm-hands were leading a beautiful dapple-gray mare into the area. Her coat was brushed to a shiny lustre and she was shivering and prancing and shaking her head, knowing what was about to happen. After all, it would not be the initiative meter. They stopped in the center of the ring and just stood there waiting.
And then came the entire. Huge and black with a E. B. White blaze between his eyes. All quivering muscles and shining and inviolable and fighting the two big men pulling on his rope. And rearing up and pawing the air with a high whinny of frustration when they would n't let go. And then he smelled the mare and a few seconds later Casey gave a small slight cry of captivation, for between his ramification hung the magnanimous phallus she had ever seen ; in real life and in pictures, and it was still growing. midst and black and blunt and pulsing.
The stallion 's handlers led him to the mare and allowed him to snuffle and smell and poke his nose into the female horse 's swell sex. She shied away and gave a half-hearted 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 stallion mounted the mare, the fille gave a breathless little sigh, and indorsement later gasped as the animals thick electric organ was fed into the maria 's swell up vagina.
Gus put one hand on the youth woman 's rear and he felt her shake. He looked at Casey and could n't help thinking how beautiful and young and fresh she was. Dressed in a little white and violet flower-print clothes, she had curly blonde hairsbreadth and sky-blue oculus ; high cheek-bones and a public square chin. A inviolable nose - just like her begetter. She was breathing fast and had a agate line of perspiration dotting her forehead, and jerkily nodded when he asked her if she was all right. She also did n't move away from his hand which rested on her lower back.

And then divine madness took hold of Gus, and despite there being a thirty year deviation in their long time and the girl being the girl of his employer, he softly began kneading her dorsum ; while both of them watched the entire 's huge electronic organ pumping in and out of the now squealing mare. And when Casey gave a picayune groan when the horses swollen penis flopped out of the mare and a second base 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 make a motion or said anything, moved his hand down another inch, to the top of her ass-crack. And after waiting a few more s 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 young lady thirty years his junior and the girl of his boss to top all of it ! But she seemed not to complain - or simply not fully aware of what he was doing - while her ass was being caressed and she watched two horses going at it.
The boss went all out then. Slowly inched up the curtly lilliputian frock with his last two digit whilst still kneading Casey 's pissed little ass with the former fingerbreadth and listening to her breathless footling gasps and groans as the huge knight 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 white and just a thin lacy line between her Oh-So-Tight butt cheeks. He sent his hand lower still. Rubbing softly at Casey 's lenient pelt ; small round movements of quarter round and fingerbreadth and palm. And could n't believe his luck when she allowed it ; indeed - but it could have got been his imagination - pushed lightly back at his veiled onslaught.
Then the stallion got dislodged again, and Casey 's cry of dismay was but a diffused echo of the dead bereft mare. And Gus took his chance. Slid his long fingerbreadth all the way down the young cleaning lady '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 cavalry, began rubbing her there.
Probing with finger and kneading between nether lips and he smelled her then ; smelled the smell of a woman in heat. The sticky-sweet of musk and want and he heard her gasp as he pulled the panty-leg to one slope and she felt his fingers on and between her exhibit frame for the first metre. He looked again. She was beautiful. Fatly conceited mouth gaping open in lecherousness and glistening wet and pink and half hidden in an untrimmed nest of curly strawberry-blonde hair.
And then he freed his raging-hard shaft - glad that he wore tracksuit trouser with only a draw-string to tease and not a whang and push button and zipper ; pulled the pants down to his knees and was in heaven when Casey brought one hand back and wrapped her fingers around his blood-engorged form and first fondled his balls before starting to tug and jerk on him. Was absolutely delighted when he worked two digit into her o-so-tight-hole and she grunted and moaned and pushed back to meet him when he started finger-fucking her.
Small streamlet of her juices were running down the insides of Casey 's thigh, and when Gus stepped behind her with his bloomers down around his stifle, she never let go of his Brobdingnagian hard-on, but held on and guided its tip to her sopping-wet entrance. Gus'push was tentative at number 1, and the first few inches he fed into the girls wet minuscule cunt 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 clock time, and he could n't verify himself any longer. Shoved his cock forward and sank into her cunt and heard her squeal in pleasure and hurt both. Then held still for a few mo, and heard her establish trivial mewling auditory sensation as he started fucking her. suddenly little jab at maiden, but when she leaned forward and put her hands on the window-ledge, and spread her feet wide apart and lifted her bum and urged him on with `` roll in the hay me. get laid me as hard as you can ! '' he totally lost it.
He fucked Casey intemperate than he had any woman in his lifespan. Sawed in and out of her tight, sopping wet cunt with zip and speed he had n't thought himself still capable of. Slammed in and out of her and slapped her ass and let his finger join her own in rubbing up and down her wet cunt and toying with the hard picayune nubbin of her swollen pink clitoris while she watched the horses. Hammered into her until he felt and heard her juice spurt out of her abused hole and plash his formal, and was glad the room had been soundproofed when she screamed long and hard as she came and he unloaded what seemed like a bucketful of ejaculate in her pussy.

They both collapsed on the carpet and lay there panting for a long ten minutes. But then Casey 's internal heftiness started sucking and squeezing and Gus felt himself hardening again. This clip he sat on one of the president and she rode him like only an energetic nineteen yr old could ; plunging his fat long dick in and out of her now gaping hole with all of the abandon of youth while he played with her pert breasts and pulled on her distended pink nipple. She screamed again when she came, and Gus felt her wetness gush all over his chunk once more.
... And twenty moment later the cowboy brought in another pair of horses, and this meter Casey sat on the wide window-sill and watched the animals copulate while Gus fucked he for the 3rd clip. She stopped him after she 'd come for the third time in five minutes though, and gave him the scented blow-job he 'd ever had. Licking and sucking her own juices of his cock and balls while he directed her head, and sucking and slurping and swallowing as he spurted into her mouth.
It was a very acceptable experience for both, and Casey now makes a full point of it to join her Fatherhood on his monthly visits to the farm ...