The crowd around her recreate and toasted, wearing the Orange and down in the mouth T-shirt with numbers of their front-runner participant, many had caps on with the broncho's savage stallion emblazoned it, and some wore tee shirt with the same emblem. The crowd and Gemma have been celebrating for hours now in the small bar in business district Denver and were by this point hammered. Gemma suddenly had a hundred new friends as she partied with people she hardly knew, and they brought her boozing hoping they could get into the pretty blonde 's pants too. So by two am, she could hardly walk, and as her tear imbibing became too much for her small body to handle, she suddenly felt sick.

Gemma decided she needed some reinvigorated air and left the bar to go outside for a moment, but utmost sickness wouldn't abate and her chief started spinning too. Looking around, she spotted an alley and staggered wildly down it, coming to some stables. A local gymnastic horse and go-cart operator kept his gymnastic horse stabled here, although she didn't know that at the time. Gemma needed a seat to vomit and fasting. The doorway is unfold and a visible light on inside, however, no one is inside except a couple of white horses. She staggers to the horses, clutching her stomach when suddenly she tripper and falls headfirst into a carrell, wedging herself between the wooden fence on one side of the stall.

The apparent movement makes her emetic as alcoholic drink poisoning takes its toll on the nineteen-year-old girl. Eventually, she passes out, draped over the fencing like a blond rag doll.

Inside the stall is an old white stallion named Duke who stood passively chewing hay as Gemma fell through his sales booth. Tonight is his Nox off, and as the feeling of vomit filled the air as he grunted, huffed, and shifted uncomfortably. As Gemma lay still, he decides to inquire and sticks his olfactory organ in her upset ass and takes a sniff. He smells her sex, something he knows since a former owner used to lease him out for sex with women.

The odour of her immature pussy made him feel Thomas Young again. He remembered the feeling of a tight human cunt wrapped around his big thickening. He pushed his nose into her taking a big deep whiff. Her cunt intoxicated him. Using his nose, he nudged her short wench up to uncover her ass. Gemma didn't have panties on. He nudged her legs apart so she's perfectly presented to him and the mint of her exposed cunt makes him nicker excitedly. His immense shaft already hanging low by this tip, is stiffening.

Gemma's bouffant blanch labia, cunning clit, and a tuft of blonde pubic hair above driving him wild with lust. He jumps, as if a bronc himself, and lands with his front hooves resting on the fence, supporting his weight. Her blotto cunt still seems unapproachable to his knockout cock. He snorts in frustration and decides to inch his way forward with his back stage. It's toilsome to see looking back as this girlfriend is so minor compared to Duke. When he feels the end of his flared thickening tactual sensation her. He gently probes, rubbing his flanged boss over her cunt, wetting it with his leaking precum.

His powerful muscles tighten, and veins stick out under his egg white coating. Duke push button, feeling her twat resist at beginning, yet the effect of his intentions win and slowly he splices her slit open and slips inside her stiff wetness. Gemma moan and moves, but not enough to dislodge his monolithic thickening. He waits a moment, filling her interior with his sticky, worthless precum to lube her. Gemma begins to grind on his cock.

She mumbles,"Yeah, baby, your cock so big."

The horse starts to thrust his hips, sliding his tool as far as it can go, feeling how wet she is around him. Duke loves it. He starts to get it on harder and faster. Each ramming stroke of his huge cock making her cunt thirster and yearner, so more cock is swallowed with every poking. The speech sound of squishing and slapping satisfy the room. Gemma moans loudly, her head is moving around uncontrollably. Duke 's cock slides cryptic and deeper into her body, he can finger the fencing paling pushing against her stomach.

Gemma's so wino she doesn't feel pain in the neck at this maddening stretching of her pussy, she only feels the pleasure of the clash and the voluminosity. Duke is snorting and nickering above her as his massive pipe organ glide deeply inside her. Her grunt and moan turn him on, makes his cock even harder. He fucks her faster now, as he feels an orgasm building in his trunk. Something he hasn't felt in years. His balls tingle as the jive in the air below him.

Gemma begins to shake and quiver all over, as a full-body climax takes hold. She oink and moan unintelligible groan as her boldness flushes red. Duke feeling her snatch spasm all over his pecker rams her even harder, driving her orgasm into overdrive. Her consistence twitches below him helpless and overpowered by his big entire cock. He feels the pridefulness only a mating entire can feel when he has his mare at his mercy.

He pounds onward, feeling his age leave his physical structure and remembering the pastures and mare of his youth. Gemma's cunt continues to spasm as one coming drives into another, as the waves on the beach, crashing over her and engulfing her in extreme pleasure. Finally, he reaches the completion of his lust, and with a nicker, he unloads gallons of his hot, boneheaded cum deep inside her body.

Her little body isn't designed to address this often cum, and soon after he starts cumming, white seminal fluid flush from around his putz engulfed by her pussy. Cum squeezes out under pressing and sprays her legs and the floor behind her. Duke sigh and snorts satiated and takes a few steps back.

His elephantine cock softens quickly, and eventually, it pops out of Gemma's abused cunt, making more cum slabber out behind. He jumps off the fencing and move to the back of the stall. After a patch, he falls asleep.

*****

"Oh, roll in the hay, another drunk,"Jamal says to himself as he arrives back at the stables.

He stands with hands on hips, staring at Gemma with a deep scowl. Suddenly, she raises her brain and sees him.

"Go bronco's,"Gemma said, and her straits dropped again.

The End .