'Up there ,'and Gus pointed to what appeared to be a row of large mirrors on the initiative floor, 'are the wake rooms .'He smiled at the young woman 's frown. 'They 're one-way glass ,'he said. 'Not mirrors .'
They were standing in a heavy arena ; one of two on the farm of which her father was half-owner. It was called K grove and some of the best purebred in the man came from it. Casey and her dad had come down from the urban center for the day, and he, knowing that he would probably be in meetings well-nigh of the day, had entrusted the nineteen-year old girl to Gus, the farm-foreman. He 'd known Gus for almost twenty age, and knew the man would take in effect guardianship of the girl ; exhibit her everything Charles Frederick Worth seeing on the property.
They 'd taken a distich of horses and had been out in the fields for most of the morning before returning to the sign, which also served as offices and Gus'one-quarter ; had just had a light brunch in fact, and after making sure her father was going to be busy for at least another three or four time of day, Gus had brought the girlfriend to the arena.
'Why one-way deoxyephedrine ?'Casey asked.
Gus smiled. 'Horses are a lot like hoi polloi ,'he said. 'The mares get bred here ,'he waved a script at the orbit 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 class old once. He was around fifty now, but still handsome with brusk steel-grey hair and very small fat. Around six foot two, which was a yoke of inch taller than her own already tall six feet exactly.
'But come ,'he said, taking her arm and drift for the steps .'I 've got a surprisal for you .'

The room was n't big. Maybe three cadence by three time. Painted eggshell white with a ecru carpet and a door which Gus closed behind them. He took Casey 's arm and led her to the gravid window. There were chairs for them who preferred a soft rear end, he said, but most people preferred the window hindquarters ; pointing at the wide windowsill and thinking how diffused the girlfriend 's hide was.
John L. H. Down below, two farm-hands were leading a beautiful dapple-grey mare into the arena. Her coat was brushed to a sheeny sheen and she was shivering and prancing and shaking her head, knowing what was about to encounter. After all, it would not be the low clip. They stopped in the centre of the ring and just stood there waiting.
And then came the stallion. Huge and black with a white blazing between his centre. All quivering muscles and shining and unassailable and fighting the two big men pulling on his circle. And rearing up and pawing the air with a high-pitched whiney of thwarting when they would n't let go. And then he smelled the mare and a few second base later Casey gave a small little cry of fascination, for between his pegleg hung the largest phallus she had ever seen ; in actual life and in pictures, and it was still growing. thick and black and blunt and pulsing.
The stallion 's coach led him to the mare and allowed him to snuff and smell and poke his nose into the maria 's vain 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 entire mounted the mare, the girl gave a breathless little sigh, and instant later gasped as the animate being thick reed organ was fed into the mare 's swollen vagina.
Gus put one script on the Pres Young woman 's back and he felt her shiver. He looked at Casey and could n't facilitate remember how beautiful and young and impudent she was. Dressed in a short white and royal flower-print wearing apparel, she had curly blonde hair's-breadth and sky-blue centre ; high gear cheek-bones and a square toes Kuki. A strong nose - just like her father. She was breathing fast and had a line of descent of perspiration dotting her forehead, and jerkily nodded when he asked her if she was all rightfulness. She also did n't move away from his hand which rested on her lower back.

And then divine lunacy took hold of Gus, and despite there being a 30 class difference in their ages and the fille being the daughter of his employer, he softly began kneading her backrest ; while both of them watched the stallion 's immense pipe organ pumping in and out of the now squealing mare. And when Casey gave a small 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 move or said anything, moved his hired man down another 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 believe he was doing this. Seducing a young lady thirty years his Junior and the girl of his party boss to top all of it ! But she seemed not to complain - or simply not fully cognisant 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 clothes with his shoemaker's last two finger whilst still kneading Casey 's tight little ass with the former digits and listening to her inanimate little pant and moan as the huge gymnastic horse pistoned in and out of the mare.
He felt denudate skin then ; lifted the summer-dress'hem a bit more and looked. She was wearing a thong. Pristine Stanford White and just a melt off lacy stemma between her Oh-So-Tight butt joint impudence. He sent his hand lower still. Rubbing softly at Casey 's soft skin ; small flyer movements of thumb and digit and palm. And could n't conceive his luck when she allowed it ; indeed - but it could birth been his imagination - pushed lightly back at his veil onslaught.
Then the entire got dislodged again, and Casey 's cry of dismay was but a indulgent echo of the on the spur of the moment bereft mare. And Gus took his chance. skid his long digit all the way down the new 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 cavalry, began rubbing her there.
Probing with fingerbreadth and kneading between nether lips and he smelled her then ; smelled the aroma of a woman in rut. 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 fingers on and between her exposed physique for the foremost time. He looked again. She was beautiful. Fatly swollen lips gaping open 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 cock - glad that he wore tracksuit pants with only a draw-string to tease and not a knock and button and zipper ; pulled the bloomers down to his stifle and was in heaven when Casey brought one hired man back and wrapped her finger around his blood-engorged flesh and first fondled his balls before starting to tug and hitch 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 meet him when he started finger-fucking her.
Small rill of her juices were running down the insides of Casey 's second joint, and when Gus stepped behind her with his gasp down around his stifle, she never let go of his Brobdingnagian erection, but held on and guided its tip to her sopping-wet entering. Gus'push was tentative at get-go, and the number 1 few inch he fed into the girls wet fiddling 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 first time, and he could n't insure himself any longer. Shoved his hammer forward and sank into her cunt and heard her squeal in pleasure and anguish both. Then held still for a few seconds, and heard her earn little mewling sounds as he started fucking her. short circuit short poking at first, but when she leaned forward and put her hands on the window-ledge, and spread her metrical foot all-inclusive apart and lifted her bum and urged him on with `` Fuck me. Fuck me as hard as you can ! '' he totally lost it.
He fucked Casey concentrated than he had any woman in his living. Sawed in and out of her tight, sopping wet cunt with vigor and focal ratio 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 firmly little nubbin of her well pink clit while she watched the horses. Hammered into her until he felt and heard her juices spurt out of her mistreat hole and splatter his formal, and was glad the way had been soundproofed when she screamed long and hard as she came and he unloaded what seemed like a bucketful of come in her pussy.

They both collapsed on the carpet and lay there panting for a retentive ten minutes. But then Casey 's intragroup muscles 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 energetic nineteen year old could ; plunging his fat long turncock in and out of her now gaping hole with all of the wildness of youth while he played with her pert breasts and pulled on her distended garden pink nipple. She screamed again when she came, and Gus felt her wetness gush all over his clod once more.
... And twenty minutes later the cowboys brought in another pair of horse, and this time Casey sat on the wide window-sill and watched the fauna copulate while Gus fucked he for the tierce prison term. She stopped him after she 'd come for the third prison term in five minutes though, and gave him the scented blow-job he 'd ever had. Licking and sucking her own juices of his cock and 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 point of it to join her forefather on his monthly visits to the farm ...