'Up there ,'and Gus pointed to what appeared to be a row of turgid mirrors on the first floor, 'are the viewing rooms .'He smiled at the youth woman 's frown. 'They 're one-way glass ,'he said. 'Not mirrors .'
They were standing in a large arena ; one of two on the farm of which her father was half-owner. It was called jet plantation and some of the skilful 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 encounter to the highest degree of the day, had entrusted the nineteen-year old daughter to Gus, the farm-foreman. He 'd known Gus for almost twenty years, and knew the man would take good care of the girl ; prove her everything worth seeing on the property.
They 'd taken a couple of horses and had been out in the field of view for near of the good morning before returning to the menage, which also served as offices and Gus'fourth ; had just had a light up brunch in fact, and after making sure enough her Father was going to be meddlesome 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 mare get bred here ,'he waved a mitt at the orbit in general, 'and we do n't require them to feel uncomfortable, do we ?'He smiled again and Casey thought he probably was a very handsome twenty dollar bill or twenty-five years old once. He was around fifty now, but still big with inadequate steel-grey hair and very short fat. Around six ft two, which was a distich of inches taller than her own already tall six feet exactly.
'But semen ,'he said, taking her arm and heading for the footmark .'I 've got a surprise for you .'

The way was n't big. Maybe three meters by three measure. Painted eggshell Caucasian with a ecru carpet 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 can, he said, but most mass preferred the window arse ; pointing at the wide windowsill and thinking how soft the little girl 's skin was.
Down below, two farm-hands were leading a beautiful dapple-grey mare into the field. Her coat was brushed to a burnished lustre and she was shivering and prancing and shaking her principal, knowing what was about to happen. 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 stallion. Huge and black with a white blazing between his eyes. All quivering muscle 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 defeat when they would n't let go. And then he smelled the mare and a few endorsement later Casey gave a low little cry of fascination, for between his peg hung the large phallus she had ever seen ; in real number life story and in picture, 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 intrude his nose into the mare 's vain sex. She shied away and gave a halfhearted back-kick which he easily dodged, and then stood with her caput hung low in resignation, trembling and waiting for what she knew was inevitable.
When the stallion mounted the mare, the young lady gave a breathless picayune sigh, and seconds later gasped as the fauna thick organ was fed into the mare 's swollen vagina.
Gus put one hand on the new woman 's back and he felt her tremble. He looked at Casey and could n't help thinking how beautiful and young and fresh she was. Dressed in a shortly whiten and purple flower-print dress, she had curly blonde hair and azure eyes ; high-pitched cheek-bones and a square chin. A strong olfactory organ - just like her beginner. 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 run away from his hand which rested on her lower back.

And then divine madness took hold of Gus, and despite there being a 30 yr difference in their ages and the missy 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 mare. And when Casey gave a small moan when the gymnastic horse swollen penis flopped out of the mare and a second base 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 move or said anything, moved his hired man down another inch, to the top of her ass-crack. And after waiting a few more moment 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 consider he was doing this. Seducing a girl thirty years his junior and the daughter of his boss to top all of it ! But she seemed not to complain - or simply not fully aware of what he was doing - while her ass was being caressed and she watched two horses going at it.
The foreman went all out then. Slowly inched up the suddenly slight wearing apparel with his finis two digit whilst still kneading Casey 's tight little ass with the other digits and listening to her pulseless little gasps and moan as the huge horse pistoned in and out of the mare.
He felt naked skin then ; lifted the summer-dress'hem a bit more and looked. She was wearing a thong. Pristine lily-white and just a flimsy lacy line between her Oh-So-Tight butt end boldness. He sent his hand lower still. Rubbing softly at Casey 's soft skin ; small circular movements of thumb and finger's breadth and palm. And could n't trust his luck when she allowed it ; indeed - but it could throw been his imagination - pushed lightly back at his hide onslaught.
Then the entire got dislodged again, and Casey 's cry of dismay was but a soft echo of the suddenly bereft mare. And Gus took his luck. slip his long fingers 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 cavalry, began rubbing her there.
Probing with digit and kneading between nether rim and he smelled her then ; smelled the feel of a woman in heating plant. 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 exposed flesh for the first fourth dimension. He looked again. She was beautiful. Fatly swollen lips gaping outdoors in luxuria and glistening wet and pink and one-half hidden in an untrimmed 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 relax and not a belt and button 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 anatomy and first fondled his Ball 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 converge him when he started finger-fucking her.
Small rivulets of her juice were running down the inside of Casey 's thighs, and when Gus stepped behind her with his trouser down around his knees, she never let go of his vast erecting, but held on and guided its tip to her sopping-wet entrance. Gus'push button was tentative at first-class honours degree, and the first few inches he fed into the fille wet piddling cunt was irksome going. And God, was she tight ... But then she began rocking back and he felt himself drenched as she came for the first clock time, and he could n't control himself any longer. Shoved his cock forward and sank into her cunt and heard her squeal in pleasure and pain both. Then held still for a few seconds, and heard her make little mewling sounds as he started fucking her. brusk minuscule drive at first, but when she leaned forward and put her hands on the window-ledge, and spread her feet all-embracing apart and lifted her bum and urged him on with `` nookie me. have it away me as hard as you can ! '' he totally lost it.
He fucked Casey harder than he had any woman in his life. Sawed in and out of her tight, sopping wet cunt with energy 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 footling nubbin of her swollen pink clitoris while she watched the horses. Hammered into her until he felt and heard her juice spurt out of her abused hollow and splatter his clod, 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 long ten minutes. But then Casey 's intragroup heftiness started sucking and squeezing and Gus felt himself hardening again. This time he sat on one of the chairs and she rode him like only an energetic nineteen year old could ; plunging his fat long cock in and out of her now gaping hole with all of the abandon of juvenility while he played with her pert breasts and pulled on her distended garden pink nipples. She screamed again when she came, and Gus felt her wetness outpouring all over his clod once more.
... And twenty min later the puncher brought in another distich of sawhorse, and this fourth dimension Casey sat on the wide window-sill and watched the animal copulate while Gus fucked he for the thirdly sentence. She stopped him after she 'd come for the third time in five min though, and gave him the sweetest blow-job he 'd ever had. Licking and sucking her own juice of his cock and musket ball 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 spot of it to join her father on his monthly sojourn to the farm ...