'Up there ,'and Gus pointed to what appeared to be a row of gravid mirrors on the first-class honours degree trading floor, 'are the viewing rooms .'He smiled at the young woman 's frown. 'They 're one-way glass ,'he said. 'Not mirrors .'
They were standing in a bombastic arena ; one of two on the farm of which her Fatherhood was half-owner. It was called Green Groves and some of the best thoroughbreds in the humanity 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 merging most of the day, had entrusted the nineteen-year old miss to Gus, the farm-foreman. He 'd known Gus for almost twenty years, and knew the man would study thoroughly care of the fille ; render her everything worth seeing on the property.
They 'd taken a couple of horses and had been out in the fields for well-nigh of the morning before returning to the house, which also served as power and Gus'living quarters ; had just had a brightness brunch in fact, and after making sure her sire was going to be meddling for at to the lowest degree another three or four hours, Gus had brought the girl to the arena.
'Why one-way looking glass ?'Casey asked.
Gus smiled. 'Horses are a lot like hoi polloi ,'he said. 'The mares get bred here ,'he waved a mitt at the arena in general, 'and we do n't need them to find uncomfortable, do we ?'He smiled again and Casey thought he probably was a very liberal twenty or twenty-five years old once. He was around fifty now, but still handsome with short steel-grey pilus and very little fat. Around six groundwork two, which was a yoke of column inch taller than her own already tall six feet exactly.
'But ejaculate ,'he said, taking her arm and header for the stair .'I 've got a surprisal for you .'

The room was n't big. Maybe three meters by three metre. Painted eggshell T. H. White with a beige rug and a door which Gus closed behind them. He took Casey 's arm and led her to the boastfully windowpane. There were chairs for them who preferred a easygoing seat, he said, but near hoi polloi preferred the window hind end ; pointing at the encompassing windowsill and thinking how subdued the girl 's skin was.
pile below, two farm-hands were leading a beautiful dapple-gray mare into the arena. Her coat was brushed to a sheeny sheen and she was shivering and prancing and shaking her read/write head, knowing what was about to take place. After all, it would not be the first time. They stopped in the centre of the mob and just stood there waiting.
And then came the stallion. Huge and Shirley Temple Black with a flannel blaze between his centre. 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 seconds later Casey gave a small-scale little cry of fascination, for between his legs hung the largest phallus she had ever seen ; in real sprightliness and in pictures, and it was still growing. midst and black and blunt and pulsing.
The stallion 's handler led him to the mare and allowed him to snuffle and smell and poke his nose into the female horse '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 lady friend gave a breathless little suspire, and secondment later gasped as the animal thick Hammond organ was fed into the mare 's swollen vagina.
Gus put one hand on the immature adult female 's book binding and he felt her shiver. He looked at Casey and could n't facilitate call back how beautiful and Cy Young and smart she was. Dressed in a short Stanford White and purple flower-print attire, she had curly blonde fuzz and sky-blue eyes ; high cheek-bones and a lame chin. A strong nose - just like her founder. She was breathing fast and had a ancestry of perspiration dotting her forehead, and jerkily nodded when he asked her if she was all rightfield. She also did n't impress away from his hand which rested on her lower back.

And then divine rabidity took hold of Gus, and despite there being a XXX year difference in their ages and the female child being the girl 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 little moan when the Equus caballus swollen penis flopped out of the mare 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 be active or said anything, moved his paw down another column inch, to the top of her ass-crack. And after waiting a few more second base 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 believe he was doing this. Seducing a female child 30 days his junior and the daughter of his boss to top all of it ! But she seemed not to kvetch - or simply not fully mindful of what he was doing - while her ass was being caressed and she watched two Equus caballus going at it.
The foreman went all out then. Slowly inched up the unawares footling dress with his finally two fingers whilst still kneading Casey 's tight little ass with the former finger and listening to her breathless little gasp and moan as the vast horse cavalry pistoned in and out of the mare.
He felt publicise tegument then ; lifted the summer-dress'hem a bit more and looked. She was wearing a G-string. Pristine white and just a thin lacy seam between her Oh-So-Tight seat cheeks. He sent his hand lower still. Rubbing softly at Casey 's gentle skin ; small circular move of thumb and fingers and palm. And could n't consider his chance when she allowed it ; indeed - but it could deliver been his imagination - pushed lightly back at his veiled onslaught.
Then the stallion got dislodged again, and Casey 's cry of dismay was but a soft echo of the on the spur of the moment bereft mare. And Gus took his chance. Slid his farseeing 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 buck, began rubbing her there.
Probing with fingerbreadth and kneading between nether rim and he smelled her then ; smelled the flavor of a womanhood in heat. The sticky-sweet of musk and want and he heard her gasp as he pulled the panty-leg to one incline and she felt his fingers on and between her bring out frame for the first sentence. He looked again. She was beautiful. Fatly swollen lips gaping unfastened in lust and glistening wet and garden pink and half hidden in an untrimmed nest of curly strawberry-blonde hair.
And then he freed his raging-hard putz - glad that he wore tracksuit pants with only a draw-string to relax and not a bang and button and zip ; pulled the drawers down to his knees and was in heaven when Casey brought one hand back and wrapped her fingerbreadth around his blood-engorged flesh and outset fondled his chunk before starting to tug and buck 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 rivulet of her succus 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 ingress. Gus'get-up-and-go was tentative at 1st, and the get-go few inch he fed into the girls wet little 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 first time, and he could n't control himself any longer. Shoved his tool forward and sank into her cunt and heard her squeal in pleasure and pain both. Then held still for a few bit, and heard her make little mewling sound as he started fucking her. inadequate little thrusts at number one, but when she leaned forward and put her hands on the window-ledge, and spread her feet wide apart and lifted her bum and urged him on with `` Fuck me. have a go at it me as hard as you can ! '' he totally lost it.
He fucked Casey harder than he had any char in his spirit. Sawed in and out of her tight, sopping wet cunt with zip 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 puss and toying with the severely piffling nubbin of her swell up tap button while she watched the horses. Hammered into her until he felt and heard her juice spurt out of her mistreat trap and splash 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 come in her pussy.

They both collapsed on the carpet and lay there panting for a tenacious ten minutes. But then Casey 's internal muscles started sucking and squeezing and Gus felt himself hardening again. This sentence he sat on one of the chair and she rode him like only an industrious xix year old could ; plunging his fat long tool in and out of her now gaping gob with all of the abandon of youth while he played with her pert breasts and pulled on her distended garden pink mammilla. She screamed again when she came, and Gus felt her wetness ebullition all over his globe once more.
... And twenty proceedings later the cowpuncher brought in another pair of Equus caballus, and this metre Casey sat on the wide window-sill and watched the animate being copulate while Gus fucked he for the one-third time. She stopped him after she 'd come for the tertiary time in five minutes though, and gave him the seraphic blow-job he 'd ever had. Licking and sucking her own juices of his peter and balls while he directed her forefront, 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 percentage point of it to get together her father on his monthly visits to the farm ...