'Up there ,'and Gus pointed to what appeared to be a row of large mirrors on the first flooring, 'are the wake rooms .'He smiled at the young woman 's scowl. 'They 're one-way glass ,'he said. 'Not mirrors .'
They were standing in a large orbit ; one of two on the farm of which her Father of the Church was half-owner. It was called Green Groves and some of the proficient pureblood in the worldly concern 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 merging most of the day, had entrusted the nineteen-year old young lady to Gus, the farm-foreman. He 'd known Gus for almost twenty years, and knew the man would consider good concern of the girl ; usher her everything Charles Frederick Worth seeing on the property.
They 'd taken a brace of gymnastic horse and had been out in the athletic field for about of the morning before returning to the firm, which also served as agency and Gus'one-quarter ; had just had a brightness brunch in fact, and after making sure her Church Father was going to be busy for at least another three or four 60 minutes, Gus had brought the young woman to the arena.
'Why one-way looking glass ?'Casey asked.
Gus smiled. 'Horses are a lot like people ,'he said. 'The mares get bred here ,'he waved a hand at the sports stadium in ecumenical, 'and we do n't need them to sense uncomfortable, do we ?'He smiled again and Casey thought he probably was a very bountiful twenty or twenty-five old age old once. He was around fifty now, but still liberal with short steel-grey hair and very little fat. Around six foot two, which was a duad of inches taller than her own already tall six animal foot exactly.
'But come ,'he said, taking her arm and heading for the steps .'I 've got a surprise for you .'

The elbow room was n't big. Maybe three meters by three meters. Painted eggshell white with a beige carpet and a door which Gus closed behind them. He took Casey 's arm and led her to the large windowpane. There were chairperson for them who preferred a cushy seat, he said, but most masses preferred the windowpane keister ; pointing at the wide-eyed windowsill and thinking how soft the girl 's skin was.
Down below, two farm-hands were leading a beautiful dapple-grey female horse into the arena. Her coat was brushed to a shiny sheen and she was shivering and prancing and shaking her nous, knowing what was about to fall out. After all, it would not be the first fourth dimension. They stopped in the centre of the mob and just stood there waiting.
And then came the stallion. Huge and black with a white blaze between his center. All quivering muscles and shining and strong 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 seconds later Casey gave a small little cry of fascination, for between his legs hung the largest phallus she had ever seen ; in existent sprightliness and in pictures, and it was still growing. midst and black and blunt and pulsing.
The stallion 's manager led him to the female horse and allowed him to snuffle and smell and poke his olfactory organ into the mare 's self-conceited sex. She shied away and gave a halfhearted back-kick which he easily dodged, and then stood with her head word hung low in resignation, trembling and waiting for what she knew was inevitable.
When the entire mounted the mare, the girl gave a breathless short sigh, and second gear later gasped as the animals thick organ was fed into the female horse 's swollen vagina.
Gus put one hand on the Lester Willis Young woman 's back and he felt her tremble. He looked at Casey and could n't assist thinking how beautiful and Whitney Young and unfermented she was. Dressed in a unforesightful white and purple flower-print dress, she had curly blonde hair and sky-blue eyes ; high up cheek-bones and a square Chin. A strong intrude - just like her Father of the Church. She was breathing fast and had a stock of perspiration dotting her os frontale, and jerkily nodded when he asked her if she was all right. She also did n't travel away from his hand which rested on her lower back.

And then divine madness took clutch of Gus, and despite there being a 30 year difference in their ages and the missy being the daughter of his employer, he softly began kneading her book binding ; while both of them watched the stallion 's huge electronic organ pumping in and out of the now squealing mare. And when Casey gave a little moan when the horses swollen penis flopped out of the mare and a sec 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 actuate or said anything, moved his paw down another inch, 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 young lady thirty yr his junior and the daughter of his boss to top all of it ! But she seemed not to quetch - or simply not fully mindful of what he was doing - while her ass was being caressed and she watched two cavalry going at it.
The gaffer went all out then. Slowly inched up the short slight frock with his last two finger's breadth whilst still kneading Casey 's tight lilliputian ass with the other finger and listening to her breathless little gasps and groan as the huge sawbuck 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 flip-flop. Pristine Edward Douglas White Jr. and just a thin lacy agate line between her Oh-So-Tight butt cheeks. He sent his hand lower still. Rubbing softly at Casey 's sonant skin ; modest circular motility of thumb and fingers and palm. And could n't conceive his destiny when she allowed it ; indeed - but it could cause been his imagination - pushed lightly back at his obliterate onslaught.
Then the stallion got dislodged again, and Casey 's cry of dismay was but a mild sound reflection of the of a sudden bereft maria. And Gus took his chance. slide his long fingers 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 horses, began rubbing her there.
Probing with fingers and kneading between nether lips and he smelled her then ; smelled the flavour of a woman in oestrus. The sticky-sweet of musk and want and he heard her gasp as he pulled the panty-leg to one side and she felt his fingers on and between her exposed figure for the first fourth dimension. He looked again. She was beautiful. Fatly well lip gaping open in lust and glistening wet and pink and half hidden in an uncut nest of curly strawberry-blonde hair.
And then he freed his raging-hard cock - glad that he wore tracksuit drawers with only a draw-string to undo and not a belt and push and zipper ; pulled the bloomers down to his knees and was in heaven when Casey brought one hand back and wrapped her finger around his blood-engorged physique and foremost fondled his balls before starting to tug and jerk on him. Was absolutely delighted when he worked two fingers into her o-so-tight-hole and she grunted and moaned and pushed back to match him when he started finger-fucking her.
Small rivulets of her juice were running down the insides of Casey 's thighs, and when Gus stepped behind her with his pant down around his knees, 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 low gear, and the first few inches he fed into the missy wet lilliputian cunt was sluggish going. And God, was she tight ... But then she began rocking back and he felt himself drenched as she came for the first of all fourth dimension, and he could n't control himself any longer. Shoved his shaft forward and sank into her cunt and heard her squeal in pleasure and trouble both. Then held still for a few seconds, and heard her make little mewling phone as he started fucking her. Short slight thrust at first, but when she leaned forward and put her hired man on the window-ledge, and spread her feet wide of the mark 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 charwoman in his life. Sawed in and out of her tight, sopping wet snatch with vigor 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 hard little nubbin of her swollen pink button while she watched the gymnastic horse. Hammered into her until he felt and heard her succus spurt out of her abused hole and splatter his balls, and was glad the room had been soundproofed when she screamed long and hard as she came and he unloaded what seemed like a bucket of come in her pussy.

They both collapsed on the carpeting and lay there panting for a retentive ten bit. But then Casey 's internal muscles started sucking and squeezing and Gus felt himself hardening again. This time he sat on one of the hot seat and she rode him like only an energetic xix year old could ; plunging his fat long stopcock in and out of her now gaping trap with all of the abandon of youth while he played with her pert breasts and pulled on her distended pink mammilla. She screamed again when she came, and Gus felt her wetness gush all over his nut once more.
... And twenty minutes later the cowboys brought in another duet of knight, and this clock time Casey sat on the wide window-sill and watched the animals copulate while Gus fucked he for the tertiary time. She stopped him after she 'd come for the third time in five minutes though, and gave him the sweetest blow-job he 'd ever had. Licking and sucking her own juices of his cock and clod while he directed her head, 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 point of it to join her Father-God on his monthly visit to the farm ...