The crowd around her cheered and toasted, wearing the orange and blue T-shirt with turn of their best-loved actor, many had roof on with the Bronco's fierce stallion emblazoned it, and some wore tee shirt with the same emblem. The gang and Gemma have been celebrating for hours now in the small bar in downtown Mile-High City and were by this point hammered. Gemma suddenly had a hundred new Friend as she partied with multitude she hardly knew, and they brought her drinks hoping they could get into the somewhat blond 's pants too. So by two am, she could hardly walk, and as her binge drinking became too much for her belittled physical structure to handle, she suddenly felt sick.

Gemma decided she needed some fresh air and left the bar to go outside for a moment, but extreme nausea 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 Equus caballus and carriage manipulator kept his horse cavalry stabled here, although she didn't know that at the time. Gemma needed a place to vomit and fast. The threshold is open and a light on inside, however, no one is inside except a match of white horses. She staggers to the horses, clutching her stomach when suddenly she trips and falls headfirst into a stall, wedging herself between the wooden fence on one side of the stall.

The motion 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 stand is an old Andrew Dickson White entire named Duke who stood passively chewing hay as Gemma fell through his stall. Tonight is his night off, and as the smell of barf filled the air as he grunted, huffed, and shifted uncomfortably. As Gemma lay still, he decides to investigate and sticks his olfactory organ in her upturned ass and takes a sniff. He smells her sex, something he knows since a former owner used to hire him out for sex with women.

The smell of her new pussy made him feel young again. He remembered the flavour of a smashed human cunt wrapped around his big pommel. He pushed his nose into her taking a big oceanic abyss puff of air. Her cunt intoxicated him. Using his nose, he nudged her light chick up to debunk her ass. Gemma didn't have panty on. He nudged her legs apart so she's perfectly presented to him and the passel of her exhibit cunt makes him nicker excitedly. His huge turncock already hanging low by this point, is stiffening.

Gemma's puffy picket labia, cute clit, and a tuft of blonde pubic hair above effort him wild with lust. He jumps, as if a Bronco himself, and lands with his front hooves resting on the fence, supporting his free weight. Her sozzled cunt still seems unapproachable to his voiceless cock. He snorts in defeat and decides to inch his way forward with his vertebral column legs. It's severely to see looking back as this girl is so small compared to Duke. When he feels the end of his break open knob touch her. He gently probes, rubbing his flanged node over her cunt, wetting it with his leaking precum.

His powerful sinew tighten, and vena stick out under his white coat. Duke pushing, feeling her pussy resist at low, yet the force-out of his design wins and slowly he splices her puss assailable and cutting inside her tight wetness. Gemma groans and moves, but not enough to dislodge his monumental knob. He waits a bit, filling her interior with his sticky, ugly precum to lubricate her. Gemma begins to grind on his cock.

She mumbles,"Yeah, babe, your cock so big."

The horse starts to thrust his pelvic arch, sliding his shaft as far as it can go, feeling how pixilated she is around him. Duke loves it. He starts to bonk harder and faster. Each ramming stroke of his huge cock making her cunt longer and longer, so more than dick is swallowed with every poking. The phone of squishing and slapping fill the elbow room. Gemma moans loudly, her brain is moving around uncontrollably. Duke 's cock slides deeper and deeper into her dead body, he can finger the fence picket fence pushing against her stomach.

Gemma's so drunk she doesn't feel pain at this maddening stretching of her pussy, she only feels the pleasure of the clash and the fullness. Duke is snorting and nickering above her as his massive organ sloping trough deeply inside her. Her oink and moan turn him on, makes his cock even harder. He fucks her faster now, as he feels an climax construction in his body. Something he hasn't felt in geezerhood. His ball tingle as the swing in the air below him.

Gemma begins to shake and palpitate all over, as a full-body climax takes cargo hold. She grunts and moans unintelligible moan as her look outpouring red. Duke feeling her pussy cramp all over his hammer rams her even out harder, driving her orgasm into overdrive. Her consistence twitch below him helpless and overpowered by his big stallion shaft. He feels the pridefulness only a mating stallion can feel when he has his mare at his mercy.

He pounds onward, feeling his age leave his consistency and remembering the pasture and maria of his youth. Gemma's cunt continues to spasm as one sexual climax drives into another, as the undulation on the beach, crashing over her and engulfing her in extremum delight. Finally, he reaches the culmination of his lust, and with a whinny, he unloads gallons of his hot, thick cum deep inside her body.

Her little body isn't designed to plow this practically cum, and soon after he starts cumming, Patrick Victor Martindale White semen gushes from around his tool engulfed by her pussycat. Cum squeezes out under pressure and sprays her legs and the floor behind her. Duke sighs and hiss satiated and takes a few steps back.

His giant cock softens quickly, and eventually, it pops out of Gemma's abused twat, making more cum dribble out behind. He jumps off the fence and moves to the spinal column of the stall. After a while, he falls asleep.

*****

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

He stands with hands on pelvis, staring at Gemma with a cryptical scowl. Suddenly, she raises her read/write head and sees him.

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

The End .