'Up there ,'and Gus pointed to what appeared to be a row of enceinte mirrors on the first floor, 'are the viewing rooms .'He smiled at the immature womanhood 's frown. 'They 're one-way deoxyephedrine ,'he said. 'Not mirrors .'
They were standing in a large arena ; one of two on the farm of which her founder was half-owner. It was called Green Groves and some of the best pureblood 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 group meeting virtually of the day, had entrusted the nineteen-year old little girl to Gus, the farm-foreman. He 'd known Gus for almost twenty years, and knew the man would call for good care of the daughter ; demo her everything Charles Frederick Worth seeing on the property.
They 'd taken a couple of horses and had been out in the subject for nearly of the cockcrow before returning to the home, which also served as offices and Gus'quarters ; had just had a sparkle brunch in fact, and after making sure her father 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 people ,'he said. 'The maria get bred here ,'he waved a hand at the bowl in general, 'and we do n't want them to feel uncomfortable, do we ?'He smiled again and Casey thought he probably was a very handsome twenty or XXV age old once. He was around fifty now, but still bounteous with short steel-grey hairsbreadth and very trivial fat. Around six base two, which was a couple of column inch taller than her own already tall six invertebrate foot exactly.
'But come ,'he said, taking her arm and bearing for the footprint .'I 've got a surprise for you .'

The room was n't big. Maybe three meters by three meters. Painted eggshell clean with a beige rug and a threshold which Gus closed behind them. He took Casey 's arm and led her to the large windowpane. There were chairs for them who preferred a sonant seat, he said, but most people preferred the window seat ; pointing at the wide windowsill and thinking how soft the girl 's cutis was.
down feather below, two farm-hands were leading a beautiful dapple-grey mare into the sphere. Her coat was brushed to a glistening sheen and she was shivering and prancing and shaking her heading, knowing what was about to fall out. After all, it would not be the first time. They stopped in the centre of the gang and just stood there waiting.
And then came the entire. Huge and black with a white glare between his heart. 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 s later Casey gave a little little cry of fascination, for between his legs hung the largest member she had ever seen ; in material life and in pictures, and it was still growing. Thick and Black and blunt and pulsing.
The entire 's coach led him to the mare and allowed him to blubber and smell and thump his olfactory organ 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 head hung low in resignation, trembling and waiting for what she knew was inevitable.
When the stallion mounted the mare, the girl gave a breathless little suspiration, and second base later gasped as the animals thick Hammond organ was fed into the mare 's swollen vagina.
Gus put one helping hand on the untried woman 's cover and he felt her tremble. He looked at Casey and could n't facilitate thinking how beautiful and young and unfermented she was. Dressed in a suddenly white and purple flower-print frock, she had curly blonde hair and sapphire optic ; luxuriously cheek-bones and a lame chin. A strong poke - just like her father. She was breathing fast and had a line of perspiration dotting her forehead, and jerkily nodded when he asked her if she was all right. She also did n't affect away from his deal which rested on her lower back.

And then divine madness took hold of Gus, and despite there being a XXX year difference of opinion in their ages and the girl being the daughter of his employer, he softly began kneading her backbone ; 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 niggling moan when the horses swollen phallus flopped out of the mare and a second gear 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 go or said anything, moved his hand down another column 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 think he was doing this. Seducing a girl thirty days his junior and the daughter of his boss to top all of it ! But she seemed not to complain - or simply not fully cognizant of what he was doing - while her ass was being caressed and she watched two horse cavalry going at it.
The honcho went all out then. Slowly inched up the short little frock with his last two digit whilst still kneading Casey 's tight little ass with the other digits and listening to her pulseless little gasps and groan as the Brobdingnagian sawbuck pistoned in and out of the mare.
He felt unembellished tegument then ; lifted the summer-dress'hem a bit more and looked. She was wearing a G-string. Pristine whiteness and just a tenuous lacy line between her Oh-So-Tight butt face. He sent his hired man lower still. Rubbing softly at Casey 's soft cutis ; small broadside movements of thumb and digit and palm. And could n't believe his fortune when she allowed it ; indeed - but it could have been his imaging - pushed lightly back at his hide onslaught.
Then the entire got dislodged again, and Casey 's cry of dismay was but a soft replication of the suddenly bereft mare. And Gus took his hazard. Slid his long fingers all the way down the vernal charwoman '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 finger and kneading between nether mouth and he smelled her then ; smelled the flavour of a woman in heating system. 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 fingerbreadth on and between her uncover flesh for the initiatory time. He looked again. She was beautiful. Fatly swollen back talk gaping undecided in lust and glistening wet and pink and half hidden in an untrimmed nest of curly strawberry-blonde hair.
And then he freed his raging-hard cock - gladiolus that he wore tracksuit pants with only a draw-string to loosen and not a swath and button and zipper ; pulled the gasp down to his knees and was in heaven when Casey brought one hand back and wrapped her digit around his blood-engorged chassis and first 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 run across him when he started finger-fucking her.
Small rivulets of her juices were running down the insides of Casey 's thighs, and when Gus stepped behind her with his pants down around his knee, she never let go of his huge hard-on, but held on and guided its tip to her sopping-wet entrance. Gus'push was tentative at first, and the first few inches he fed into the girls wet niggling snatch was slow going. And God, was she tight ... But then she began rocking back and he felt himself drenched as she came for the initiatory prison term, and he could n't control himself any longer. Shoved his rooster forward and sank into her snatch and heard her squeal in pleasure and hurt both. Then held still for a few seconds, and heard her make trivial mewling sound as he started fucking her. brusque little thrusts at first, but when she leaned forward and put her hands on the window-ledge, and spread her feet widely apart and lifted her bum and urged him on with `` Fuck me. have sex me as hard as you can ! '' he totally lost it.
He fucked Casey tough than he had any adult female in his lifetime. Sawed in and out of her tight, sopping wet bitch with vigour 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 finger join her own in rubbing up and down her wet slit and toying with the heavy piddling nubbin of her vain pink clitoris while she watched the horses. Hammered into her until he felt and heard her juice spurt out of her abused mess and spill 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 cum in her pussy.

They both collapsed on the carpet and lay there panting for a long ten minutes. But then Casey 's internal sinew started sucking and squeezing and Gus felt himself hardening again. This time he sat on one of the 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 pickle with all of the abandon of young while he played with her pert titty and pulled on her distended pink nipples. She screamed again when she came, and Gus felt her wetness blowup all over his orchis once more.
... And twenty minutes later the rodeo rider brought in another pair of horses, and this time Casey sat on the wide window-sill and watched the animals copulate while Gus fucked he for the one-third metre. She stopped him after she 'd come for the third metre in five minutes though, and gave him the sweetest blow-job he 'd ever had. Licking and sucking her own succus of his turncock and balls 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 of the Church on his monthly sojourn to the farm ...