'Up there ,'and Gus pointed to what appeared to be a row of magnanimous mirrors on the first storey, 'are the viewing suite .'He smiled at the untried adult female 's frown. 'They 're one-way drinking glass ,'he said. 'Not mirrors .'
They were standing in a with child domain ; one of two on the farm of which her forefather was half-owner. It was called Green orchard and some of the upright 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 to the highest degree 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 pick out serious care of the little girl ; show her everything worth seeing on the property.
They 'd taken a couple of horse cavalry and had been out in the fields for virtually of the forenoon before returning to the house, which also served as office staff and Gus'quarters ; had just had a light brunch in fact, and after making certainly her Father was going to be in use for at to the lowest degree another three or four hours, Gus had brought the daughter to the arena.
'Why one-way methamphetamine ?'Casey asked.
Gus smiled. 'Horses are a lot like multitude ,'he said. 'The mares get bred here ,'he waved a hand at the arena in oecumenical, 'and we do n't want them to feel uncomfortable, do we ?'He smiled again and Casey thought he probably was a very giving twenty or twenty-five years old once. He was around fifty now, but still handsome with light steel-grey pilus and very footling fat. Around six metrical foot two, which was a couplet of column inch taller than her own already tall six animal foot exactly.
'But cum ,'he said, taking her arm and heading for the stride .'I 've got a surprisal for you .'

The room was n't big. Maybe three measure by three beat. Painted eggshell snowy with a ecru rug and a door which Gus closed behind them. He took Casey 's arm and led her to the large window. There were chairs for them who preferred a soft rear, he said, but most people preferred the window seat ; pointing at the across-the-board windowsill and thinking how flaccid the girl 's pelt was.
Down below, two farm-hands were leading a beautiful dappled-gray mare into the bowl. Her coat was brushed to a shiny sheen and she was shivering and prancing and shaking her head, knowing what was about to encounter. After all, it would not be the first clock time. They stopped in the marrow of the pack and just stood there waiting.
And then came the stallion. Huge and black with a tweed brilliance between his eyes. 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 whinny of frustration when they would n't let go. And then he smelled the female horse and a few irregular later Casey gave a minuscule little cry of enchantment, for between his branch hung the largest phallus she had ever seen ; in existent lifespan and in pictures, and it was still growing. thick and black and blunt and pulsing.
The stallion 's handlers led him to the female horse and allowed him to snuffle and reek and poke his nose into the female horse 's swell up sex. She shied away and gave a half-hearted back-kick which he easily dodged, and then stood with her head hung low in surrender, trembling and waiting for what she knew was inevitable.
When the stallion mounted the maria, the fille gave a breathless petty suspire, and s later gasped as the animals thick organ was fed into the female horse 's swollen vagina.
Gus put one hand on the young charwoman 's back and he felt her shiver. He looked at Casey and could n't help thinking how beautiful and untested and clean she was. Dressed in a short white and empurple flower-print wearing apparel, she had curly blonde tomentum and cerulean eyes ; eminent cheek-bones and a square mentum. A strong nuzzle - just like her founding father. She was breathing fast and had a furrow of perspiration dotting her forehead, and jerkily nodded when he asked her if she was all right wing. She also did n't motivate away from his hand which rested on her lower back.

And then divine rabies took clasp of Gus, and despite there being a thirty year conflict in their age and the girl being the daughter of his employer, he softly began kneading her back ; while both of them watched the stallion 's huge organ pumping in and out of the now squealing female horse. And when Casey gave a little moan when the horses swollen penis flopped out of the maria and a second 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 impress or said anything, moved his hand down another inch, to the top of her ass-crack. And after waiting a few more seconds and still not receiving any remonstrance 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 missy thirty years his Jr and the daughter of his boss to top all of it ! But she seemed not to complain - or simply not fully mindful of what he was doing - while her ass was being caressed and she watched two gymnastic horse going at it.
The boss went all out then. Slowly inched up the short little dress with his last two finger whilst still kneading Casey 's tight little ass with the early digits and listening to her breathless little gasp and groans as the Brobdingnagian horse pistoned in and out of the mare.
He felt barren skin then ; lifted the summer-dress'hem a bit more and looked. She was wearing a G-string. Pristine white and just a slight lacy dividing line between her Oh-So-Tight butt cheeks. He sent his hand lower still. Rubbing softly at Casey 's soft tegument ; humble flier movements of thumb and fingerbreadth and medal. And could n't believe his luck when she allowed it ; indeed - but it could consume been his resource - pushed lightly back at his veiled onslaught.
Then the entire got dislodged again, and Casey 's cry of discouragement was but a indulgent reverberation of the on the spur of the moment bereft mare. And Gus took his fortune. skid his long finger all the way down the offspring 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 horses, began rubbing her there.
Probing with fingers and kneading between nether rim and he smelled her then ; smelled the flavour of a adult female 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 digit on and between her bring out flesh for the first gear time. He looked again. She was beautiful. Fatly intumesce backtalk gaping exposed in lust and glistening wet and pinko 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 pants with only a draw-string to loosen and not a belt and button and zip ; pulled the knickers down to his human knee and was in promised land when Casey brought one paw back and wrapped her fingerbreadth around his blood-engorged flesh and low gear fondled his testis before starting to tug and jerk on him. Was absolutely delighted when he worked two finger 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 juice were running down the interior of Casey 's thighs, 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'button was provisional at first, and the first few column inch he fed into the girls wet small slit 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 meter, and he could n't control himself any longer. Shoved his putz forward and sank into her slit and heard her squeal in pleasure and hurt both. Then held still for a few minute, and heard her make niggling mewling audio as he started fucking her. shortsighted little thrusts at first, but when she leaned forward and put her work force on the window-ledge, and spread her ft all-encompassing apart and lifted her bum and urged him on with `` Fuck me. do it me as hard as you can ! '' he totally lost it.
He fucked Casey arduous than he had any char in his life. Sawed in and out of her tight, sopping wet cunt with vigor and speed he had n't thought himself still equal to 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 scratch and toying with the hard little nubbin of her swollen rap clitoris while she watched the buck. Hammered into her until he felt and heard her succus spurt out of her clapperclaw hole and splatter his balls, and was glad the way had been soundproofed when she screamed long and hard as she came and he unloaded what seemed like a pail of come in her pussy.

They both collapsed on the carpet and lay there panting for a farseeing ten second. But then Casey 's national brawn started sucking and squeezing and Gus felt himself hardening again. This metre he sat on one of the chairs and she rode him like only an industrious XIX twelvemonth old could ; plunging his fat long cock in and out of her now gaping hole with all of the wildness of spring chicken while he played with her pert breast and pulled on her distended pink pap. She screamed again when she came, and Gus felt her wetness gush all over his balls once more.
... And twenty minutes later the cowboys brought in another couplet of gymnastic horse, and this time Casey sat on the all-inclusive window-sill and watched the animals copulate while Gus fucked he for the one-third meter. She stopped him after she 'd come for the one-third prison term in five minutes though, and gave him the sweetest blow-job he 'd ever had. Licking and sucking her own juice of his turncock and globe 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 on his monthly visits to the farm ...