'Up there ,'and Gus pointed to what appeared to be a row of big mirrors on the first floor, 'are the viewing rooms .'He smiled at the young cleaning lady 's scowl. 'They 're one-way deoxyephedrine ,'he said. 'Not mirrors .'
They were standing in a large bowl ; one of two on the farm of which her sire was half-owner. It was called putting green grove and some of the best 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 most of the day, had entrusted the nineteen-year old girl to Gus, the farm-foreman. He 'd known Gus for almost twenty yr, and knew the man would take good care of the girl ; show her everything worth seeing on the property.
They 'd taken a mates of horses and had been out in the force field for most of the morning time before returning to the house, which also served as offices and Gus'quarters ; had just had a light brunch in fact, and after making sure her father was going to be in use for at least another three or four time of day, Gus had brought the lady friend to the arena.
'Why one-way glass ?'Casey asked.
Gus smiled. 'Horses are a lot like people ,'he said. 'The mares get bred here ,'he waved a hand at the sports stadium in world-wide, 'and we do n't desire them to feel uncomfortable, do we ?'He smiled again and Casey thought he probably was a very handsome 20 or XXV years old once. He was around fifty now, but still handsome with short steel-grey fuzz and very little fat. Around six human foot two, which was a couple of in taller than her own already tall six foundation exactly.
'But come ,'he said, taking her arm and heading for the gradation .'I 've got a surprise for you .'

The room was n't big. Maybe three beat by three meters. Painted eggshell snowy with a beige carpeting and a door which Gus closed behind them. He took Casey 's arm and led her to the large window. There were hot seat for them who preferred a easy seat, he said, but to the highest degree mass preferred the window tail ; pointing at the wide windowsill and thinking how soft the girl 's peel was.
Down below, two farm-hands were leading a beautiful dapple-grey mare into the arena. Her coating was brushed to a shiny sheen and she was shivering and prancing and shaking her head, knowing what was about to find. After all, it would not be the starting time fourth dimension. They stopped in the centre of the ring and just stood there waiting.
And then came the entire. Huge and black with a white blaze between his eyes. All quivering sinew 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 instant later Casey gave a diminished little cry of captivation, for between his legs hung the prominent phallus she had ever seen ; in real life history and in depiction, and it was still growing. thick and smutty and blunt and pulsing.
The stallion 's animal trainer led him to the mare and allowed him to snuffle and smell and horn in his nozzle into the maria '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 little girl gave a breathless little suspiration, and second later gasped as the animals thick Hammond organ was fed into the mare 's swollen vagina.
Gus put one hand on the youthful adult female 's back and he felt her shake. He looked at Casey and could n't help thinking how beautiful and young and fresh she was. Dressed in a short white and purple flower-print garb, she had curly blonde whisker and sky-blue eyes ; highschool cheek-bones and a square chin. A strong olfactory organ - just like her forefather. She was breathing fast and had a melody of sweating dotting her frontal bone, and jerkily nodded when he asked her if she was all right. She also did n't move away from his helping hand which rested on her crushed back.

And then divine madness took detention of Gus, and despite there being a xxx year difference in their years and the girlfriend 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 niggling moan when the knight swollen phallus flopped out of the mare and a 2d later was driven back in, he lowered his script to just above her ass.
And kneaded again, and softly rubbed and when she did n't move or said anything, moved his hand down another column inch, to the top of her ass-crack. And after waiting a few more than 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 believe he was doing this. Seducing a missy thirty eld his junior and the girl 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 gymnastic horse going at it.
The foreman went all out then. Slowly inched up the short little dress with his stopping point two finger whilst still kneading Casey 's closely little ass with the other figure and listening to her breathless petty gasp and groans as the huge cavalry pistoned in and out of the mare.
He felt bare peel then ; lifted the summer-dress'hem a bit more and looked. She was wearing a thong. Pristine white and just a slender lacy line between her Oh-So-Tight butt cheeks. He sent his deal lower still. Rubbing softly at Casey 's soft skin ; minor circular movements of pollex and fingers and palm. And could n't believe his fate when she allowed it ; indeed - but it could have been his vision - 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 opportunity. slither 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 regard to the again-rutting horses, began rubbing her there.
Probing with fingers and kneading between nether back talk and he smelled her then ; smelled the smell of a cleaning lady in heating system. The sticky-sweet of musk and wishing and he heard her gasp as he pulled the panty-leg to one slope and she felt his fingers on and between her exposed pulp for the commencement prison term. He looked again. She was beautiful. Fatly swollen lips gaping loose in lust 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 - gladiolus that he wore tracksuit pants with only a draw-string to loosen and not a whang and push button and zip fastener ; pulled the pants down to his knee and was in Eden when Casey brought one hand back and wrapped her fingers around his blood-engorged material body and first fondled his balls before starting to tug and hitch on him. Was absolutely delighted when he worked two finger's breadth into her o-so-tight-hole and she grunted and moaned and pushed back to run into him when he started finger-fucking her.
Small rill of her juices were running down the interior of Casey 's second joint, and when Gus stepped behind her with his drawers down around his knees, she never let go of his huge erection, but held on and guided its tip to her sopping-wet entrance. Gus'push was tentative at initiative, and the outset few inch he fed into the girls wet petty cunt was ho-hum going. And God, was she tight ... But then she began rocking back and he felt himself drenched as she came for the first-class honours degree meter, and he could n't command himself any longer. Shoved his cock forward and sank into her cunt and heard her squeal in joy and pain both. Then held still for a few indorsement, and heard her shuffling little mewling sounds as he started fucking her. Short little thrusts at first, 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. roll in the hay me as hard as you can ! '' he totally lost it.
He fucked Casey concentrated than he had any woman in his life. Sawed in and out of her tight, sopping wet snatch with vigor and speed he had n't thought himself still open 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 unvoiced little nubbin of her self-conceited pink clitoris while she watched the horses. Hammered into her until he felt and heard her juice spurt out of her clapperclaw fix and swash his ballock, 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 minute of arc. But then Casey 's internal heftiness started sucking and squeezing and Gus felt himself hardening again. This time he sat on one of the president and she rode him like only an up-and-coming nineteen year old could ; plunging his fat long cock in and out of her now gaping hole with all of the abandon of young 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 gush all over his clod once more.
... And twenty minutes later the cattleman brought in another pair of gymnastic horse, and this time Casey sat on the astray window-sill and watched the brute copulate while Gus fucked he for the third clip. She stopped him after she 'd come for the third gear time in five minutes though, and gave him the sweetest blow-job he 'd ever had. Licking and sucking her own juices of his rooster and orb while he directed her question, 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 dot of it to join her don on his monthly sojourn to the farm ...