'Up there ,'and Gus pointed to what appeared to be a row of large mirrors on the first floor, 'are the viewing way .'He smiled at the young woman 's frown. 'They 're one-way crank ,'he said. 'Not mirrors .'
They were standing in a heavy sports stadium ; one of two on the farm of which her father was half-owner. It was called William Green Leslie Richard Groves and some of the right purebred in the world came from it. Casey and her dad had come down from the metropolis for the day, and he, knowing that he would probably be in encounter almost of the day, had entrusted the nineteen-year old female child to Gus, the farm-foreman. He 'd known Gus for almost twenty years, and knew the man would take full aid of the missy ; demo her everything worth seeing on the property.
They 'd taken a couple of knight and had been out in the fields for to the highest degree of the morning time before returning to the mansion, which also served as offices and Gus'after part ; had just had a wanton brunch in fact, and after making surely her male parent was going to be occupy for at least another three or four hours, Gus had brought the girl to the arena.
'Why one-way glass ?'Casey asked.
Gus smiled. 'Horses are a lot like mass ,'he said. 'The mares get bred here ,'he waved a hand at the field in general, 'and we do n't want them to finger uncomfortable, do we ?'He smiled again and Casey thought he probably was a very handsome XX or xxv days old once. He was around fifty now, but still bighearted with brusque steel-grey whisker and very footling fat. Around six animal foot two, which was a duad of inches taller than her own already tall six feet exactly.
'But seminal fluid ,'he said, taking her arm and heading for the steps .'I 've got a surprise for you .'

The room was n't big. Maybe three beat by three measure. 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 enceinte windowpane. There were chairs for them who preferred a soft seat, he said, but nigh mass preferred the window seat ; pointing at the all-embracing windowsill and thinking how soft the missy 's skin was.
Down below, two farm-hands were leading a beautiful dapple-gray mare into the scene of action. Her coat was brushed to a shiny sheen and she was shivering and prancing and shaking her headland, knowing what was about to happen. After all, it would not be the for the first time time. They stopped in the center of the doughnut and just stood there waiting.
And then came the entire. Huge and blackness with a white blaze between his optic. All quivering muscles and shining and inviolable and fighting the two big men pulling on his roofy. And rearing up and pawing the air with a high-pitched whicker of frustration when they would n't let go. And then he smelled the female horse and a few instant later Casey gave a small little cry of fascination, for between his legs hung the largest phallus she had ever seen ; in real life and in pictures, and it was still growing. thick and black and blunt and pulsing.
The stallion 's handlers led him to the mare and allowed him to snuffle and smell and dig his nose into the mare 's swollen sex. She shied away and gave a half-hearted back-kick which he easily dodged, and then stood with her foreland hung low in surrender, trembling and waiting for what she knew was inevitable.
When the stallion mounted the mare, the girl gave a breathless picayune sigh, and seconds later gasped as the beast thick electric organ was fed into the mare 's well up vagina.
Gus put one hired hand on the young womanhood 's backbone and he felt her tremble. He looked at Casey and could n't help reckon how beautiful and Brigham Young and fresh she was. Dressed in a myopic E. B. White and purple flower-print dress, she had curly blonde hair and sky-blue eyes ; eminent cheek-bones and a square chin. A strong nose - just like her father. She was breathing fast and had a line of credit of sudation dotting her os frontale, and jerkily nodded when he asked her if she was all right hand. She also did n't affect away from his hand which rested on her lower back.

And then divine madness took detention of Gus, and despite there being a thirty twelvemonth dispute in their ages and the girl being the girl of his employer, he softly began kneading her back ; while both of them watched the stallion 's huge pipe organ pumping in and out of the now squealing mare. And when Casey gave a minuscule moan when the Equus caballus swollen penis flopped out of the mare and a second later was driven back in, he lowered his bridge player to just above her ass.
And kneaded again, and softly rubbed and when she did n't displace or said anything, moved his bridge player 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 vale between her cheeks.
He could not trust he was doing this. Seducing a girl thirty long time his junior and the daughter of his boss to top all of it ! But she seemed not to kick - or simply not fully mindful of what he was doing - while her ass was being caressed and she watched two horse going at it.
The foreman went all out then. Slowly inched up the curt little dress with his go two digit whilst still kneading Casey 's tight little ass with the former figure and listening to her breathless lilliputian gasp and groans as the huge horse pistoned in and out of the mare.
He felt desolate skin then ; lifted the summer-dress'hem a bit more and looked. She was wearing a G-string. Pristine Andrew Dickson White and just a thin lacy strain between her Oh-So-Tight butt cheeks. He sent his manus lower still. Rubbing softly at Casey 's soft skin ; small circular movements of thumb and digit and palm tree. And could n't believe his circumstances when she allowed it ; indeed - but it could have got been his resourcefulness - pushed lightly back at his veiled onslaught.
Then the stallion got dislodged again, and Casey 's cry of alarm was but a indulgent echo of the suddenly bereft mare. And Gus took his chance. Slid his foresighted digit all the way down the young woman '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 horse cavalry, began rubbing her there.
Probing with finger and kneading between nether sass and he smelled her then ; smelled the smell of a char in heat. 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 divulge flesh for the world-class clock time. He looked again. She was beautiful. Fatly swollen lips gaping open in lecherousness and glistening wet and pinko and half hidden in an untrimmed nest of curly strawberry-blonde hair.
And then he freed his raging-hard putz - gladiola that he wore tracksuit pants with only a draw-string to untie and not a bang and release and zip ; pulled the pants down to his genu and was in heaven when Casey brought one hired man back and wrapped her fingers around his blood-engorged flesh and initiative fondled his balls before starting to tug and jerk on him. Was absolutely delighted when he worked two fingerbreadth into her o-so-tight-hole and she grunted and moaned and pushed back to meet him when he started finger-fucking her.
Small rivulets of her juices were running down the inside of Casey 's thigh, and when Gus stepped behind her with his pants down around his knees, she never let go of his huge erecting, but held on and guided its tip to her sopping-wet entrance. Gus'thrust was tentative at for the first time, and the first few column inch he fed into the girls wet footling 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 firstly metre, and he could n't contain himself any longer. Shoved his cock forward and sank into her cunt and heard her squeal in joy and pain both. Then held still for a few seconds, and heard her make piddling mewling sounds as he started fucking her. Short little thrusts at kickoff, but when she leaned forward and put her manpower on the window-ledge, and spread her feet widely apart and lifted her bum and urged him on with `` Fuck me. Fuck me as hard as you can ! '' he totally lost it.
He fucked Casey arduous than he had any woman in his living. Sawed in and out of her tight, sopping wet pussy with muscularity 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 prick and toying with the hard little nubbin of her swell garden pink clitoris while she watched the sawhorse. Hammered into her until he felt and heard her juices spurt out of her abused hole and splatter his balls, and was glad the elbow 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 carpet and lay there panting for a prospicient ten minutes. But then Casey 's internal muscles started sucking and squeezing and Gus felt himself hardening again. This time he sat on one of the electric chair and she rode him like only an gumptious nineteen year old could ; plunging his fat long cock in and out of her now gaping cakehole with all of the unconstraint of younker while he played with her pert tit and pulled on her distended pink nipples. She screamed again when she came, and Gus felt her wetness outburst all over his testicle once more.
... And twenty second later the puncher brought in another pair of horses, and this time Casey sat on the full window-sill and watched the brute copulate while Gus fucked he for the tertiary clip. She stopped him after she 'd come for the thirdly fourth dimension in five instant though, and gave him the sweetest blow-job he 'd ever had. Licking and sucking her own juices of his cock and balls while he directed her brain, 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 founding father on his monthly sojourn to the farm ...