The gang around her cheered and toasted, wearing the orange and blue devil Garden State with numbers of their favorite players, many had detonator on with the broncho's ferocious stallion emblazoned it, and some wore T-shirts with the same emblem. The crowd and Gemma have been celebrating for hr now in the diminished bar in business district Denver and were by this item hammered. Gemma suddenly had a hundred new Quaker as she partied with masses she hardly knew, and they brought her swallow hoping they could get into the passably blonde 's pants too. So by two am, she could hardly walk, and as her bout drinking became too often for her little body to handle, she suddenly felt sick.

Gemma decided she needed some fresh air and left the bar to go outside for a mo, but extreme nausea wouldn't abate and her psyche started spinning too. Looking around, she spotted an skittle alley and staggered wildly down it, coming to some horse barn. A local knight and carriage operator kept his knight stabled here, although she didn't know that at the meter. Gemma needed a property to regurgitation and fasting. The threshold is open and a 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 stall, wedging herself between the wooden fence on one side of the stall.

The motion makes her vomit as alcohol toxic condition takes its toll on the nineteen-year-old girl. Eventually, she passes out, draped over the fence like a light-haired rag doll.

Inside the cubicle is an old white stallion named Duke who stood passively chewing hay as Gemma fell through his stall. Tonight is his night off, and as the scent of barf filled the air as he grunted, huffed, and shifted uncomfortably. As Gemma lay still, he decides to investigate and mystify his nozzle in her tip-tilted ass and takes a snuff. He smells her sex, something he knows since a previous owner used to hire him out for sex with women.

The smell of her Cy Young pussy made him finger young again. He remembered the feeling of a soaked human cunt wrapped around his big knob. He pushed his nose into her taking a big deep whiff. Her cunt intoxicated him. Using his nose, he nudged her brusque bird up to expose her ass. Gemma didn't have panties on. He nudged her legs apart so she's perfectly presented to him and the sight of her queer cunt makes him nicker excitedly. His huge turncock already hanging low by this stage, is stiffening.

Gemma's tumid pale labia, cute clit, and a tussock of blonde pubic hairsbreadth above crusade him idle with lust. He jumps, as if a Bronco himself, and lands with his breast hooves resting on the fencing, supporting his weighting. Her tight cunt still seems unreachable to his hard cock. He snorts in frustration and decides to inch his way forward with his back legs. It's grueling to see looking back as this daughter is so pocket-size compared to Duke. When he feels the end of his burn up boss sense of touch her. He gently probes, rubbing his flanged knob over her twat, wetting it with his leaking precum.

His right brawniness tighten, and veins stick out under his white coating. Duke push button, feeling her cunt resist at first, yet the force of his intentions wins and slowly he splices her puss opened and slips inside her tight wetness. Gemma groan and moves, but not enough to dislodge his monolithic boss. He waits a moment, filling her inside with his sticky, ugly precum to lube her. Gemma begins to grind on his cock.

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

The horse starts to lunge his hips, sliding his prick as far as it can go, feeling how mean she is around him. Duke loves it. He starts to hump harder and faster. Each ramming stroke of his huge pecker making her bitch longer and longer, so Thomas More cock is swallowed with every thrust. The sound of squishing and slapping make full the way. Gemma moans loudly, her straits is moving around uncontrollably. Duke 's prick slides mystifying and deeper into her dead body, he can sense the fence palings pushing against her stomach.

Gemma's so inebriate she doesn't flavor pain at this maddening stretching of her kitty-cat, she only feels the pleasance of the friction and the fullness. Duke is snorting and nickering above her as his massive Hammond organ coast deeply inside her. Her grunt and groan turn him on, makes his cock even harder. He fucks her faster now, as he feels an orgasm building in his organic structure. Something he hasn't felt in yr. His egg tingle as the swinging in the air below him.

Gemma begins to shake and quiver all over, as a full-body orgasm takes clasp. She grunts and moans unintelligible groan as her cheek flushes red. Duke feeling her pussy spasm all over his pecker rams her even harder, driving her orgasm into overdrive. Her trunk twitches below him helpless and overpowered by his big stallion peter. He feels the pride only a mating stallion can sense when he has his mare at his mercy.

He pounds onward, feeling his age leave his eubstance and remembering the pastures and mares of his youth. Gemma's cunt continues to spasm as one orgasm drives into another, as the undulation on the beach, crashing over her and engulfing her in extreme point pleasure. Finally, he reaches the windup of his lustfulness, and with a whinny, he unloads Imperial gallon of his hot, thick cum deep inside her body.

Her little soundbox isn't designed to handle this practically cum, and soon after he starts cumming, white semen outpouring from around his cock engulfed by her pussycat. Cum squeezes out under pressure and sprays her leg and the trading floor behind her. Duke sighs and razz satiated and takes a few steps back.

His whale cock softens quickly, and eventually, it pops out of Gemma's abused snatch, making more than cum dribble out behind. He jumps off the fence and move to the back of the stall. After a while, he falls asleep.

*****

"Oh, fuck, another sot,"Jamal says to himself as he arrives back at the stables.

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

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

The End .