'Up there ,'and Gus pointed to what appeared to be a row of large mirrors on the kickoff floor, 'are the viewing elbow room .'He smiled at the young cleaning woman 's frown. 'They 're one-way field glass ,'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 greens Groves and some of the well thoroughbreds in the globe 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 encounter to the highest degree of the day, had entrusted the nineteen-year old young woman to Gus, the farm-foreman. He 'd known Gus for almost twenty years, and knew the man would adopt good care of the missy ; depict her everything Charles Frederick Worth seeing on the property.
They 'd taken a couplet of horse and had been out in the theater for nigh of the dawn before returning to the family, which also served as agency and Gus'quarters ; had just had a illumination brunch in fact, and after making sure her beginner was going to be busy for at least another three or four hours, Gus had brought the fille to the arena.
'Why one-way trash ?'Casey asked.
Gus smiled. 'Horses are a lot like people ,'he said. 'The mares get bred here ,'he waved a hand at the arena in general, 'and we do n't require them to feel uncomfortable, do we ?'He smiled again and Casey thought he probably was a very handsome twenty or twenty-five years old once. He was around fifty now, but still big with short steel-grey fuzz and very little fat. Around six groundwork two, which was a duet of inches taller than her own already tall six foot exactly.
'But seed ,'he said, taking her arm and heading for the steps .'I 've got a surprise for you .'

The elbow room was n't big. Maybe three meters by three meters. Painted eggshell Stanford White with a beige carpet and a room access which Gus closed behind them. He took Casey 's arm and led her to the large window. There were chairs for them who preferred a soft seat, he said, but most people preferred the window seat ; pointing at the wide-cut windowsill and thinking how soft the girl 's skin was.
pile below, two farm-hands were leading a beautiful dapple-gray maria into the arena. Her coat was brushed to a glazed sheen and she was shivering and prancing and shaking her head, knowing what was about to happen. After all, it would not be the first time. They stopped in the center of the gang and just stood there waiting.
And then came the stallion. Huge and black with a white blaze between his oculus. 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 whinny of thwarting when they would n't let go. And then he smelled the mare and a few seconds later Casey gave a small piffling cry of enchantment, for between his legs hung the largest phallus she had ever seen ; in rattling life story and in video, and it was still growing. thick and black and blunt and pulsing.
The stallion 's handler led him to the female horse and allowed him to blubber and smell and poke his nose into the female horse 's well up sex. She shied away and gave a half-hearted back-kick which he easily dodged, and then stood with her mind hung low in resignation, trembling and waiting for what she knew was inevitable.
When the entire mounted the female horse, the girl gave a breathless niggling sigh, and s later gasped as the animals thick organ was fed into the mare 's egotistic vagina.
Gus put one deal on the unseasoned cleaning lady 's back and he felt her tremble. He looked at Casey and could n't aid thinking how beautiful and young and fresh she was. Dressed in a short-circuit white and majestic flower-print dress, she had curly blonde pilus and sky-blue eyes ; richly cheek-bones and a lame Chin. A strong poke - just like her don. She was breathing fast and had a line of sudation dotting her brow, and jerkily nodded when he asked her if she was all right. She also did n't move away from his hand which rested on her lower back.

And then divine rabidness took grasp of Gus, and despite there being a thirty year difference in their age and the girl being the daughter of his employer, he softly began kneading her back ; while both of them watched the stallion 's immense Hammond organ pumping in and out of the now squealing mare. And when Casey gave a little moan when the horses swollen penis flopped out of the maria and a second gear later was driven back in, he lowered his paw to just above her ass.
And kneaded again, and softly rubbed and when she did n't move or said anything, moved his mitt down another inch, to the top of her ass-crack. And after waiting a few more arcsecond and still not receiving any remonstration 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 girl XXX years his Jnr and the daughter of his Bos 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 horses going at it.
The boss went all out then. Slowly inched up the short little wearing apparel with his last two finger's breadth whilst still kneading Casey 's soused piddling ass with the early finger's breadth and listening to her breathless little gasps and moan as the Brobdingnagian gymnastic horse pistoned in and out of the mare.
He felt unembellished cutis then ; lifted the summer-dress'hem a bit more and looked. She was wearing a lash. Pristine white and just a lean lacy line between her Oh-So-Tight butt cheeks. He sent his hand lower still. Rubbing softly at Casey 's cushy skin ; small circular movements of thumb and fingers and ribbon. And could n't think his fate when she allowed it ; indeed - but it could have been his vision - pushed lightly back at his veil onslaught.
Then the stallion got dislodged again, and Casey 's cry of dismay was but a voiced echo of the suddenly bereft maria. And Gus took his chance. Slid his farsighted digit all the way down the vernal 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 horse, began rubbing her there.
Probing with fingers and kneading between nether lips and he smelled her then ; smelled the smell of a woman in heat. The sticky-sweet of musk and wish and he heard her gasp as he pulled the panty-leg to one slope and she felt his digit on and between her exposed figure for the first sentence. He looked again. She was beautiful. Fatly swollen lip gaping open in lust and glistening wet and 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 untie and not a belt and clitoris and zip fastener ; pulled the pants down to his knees and was in heaven when Casey brought one handwriting back and wrapped her fingers around his blood-engorged flesh and first fondled his ball before starting to tug and jerk 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 meet him when he started finger-fucking her.
Small rivulets 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 erection, but held on and guided its tip to her sopping-wet incoming. Gus'push was provisionary at first, and the maiden few column inch he fed into the lady friend wet slight cunt was slow down going. And God, was she tight ... But then she began rocking back and he felt himself drenched as she came for the first gear time, and he could n't control himself any longer. Shoved his cock forward and sank into her cunt and heard her squeal in joy and hurt both. Then held still for a few instant, and heard her make little mewling strait as he started fucking her. Short little knife thrust at first, but when she leaned forward and put her hands on the window-ledge, and spread her base wide-cut apart and lifted her bum and urged him on with `` Fuck me. know me as hard as you can ! '' he totally lost it.
He fucked Casey heavily than he had any woman in his life. Sawed in and out of her tight, sopping wet cunt 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 digit join her own in rubbing up and down her wet slit and toying with the knockout little nubbin of her swollen pink clit while she watched the sawbuck. Hammered into her until he felt and heard her juice spurt out of her ill-use hole and splatter his testis, 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 ejaculate in her pussy.

They both collapsed on the carpet and lay there panting for a farsighted ten minutes. But then Casey 's internal muscles started sucking and squeezing and Gus felt himself hardening again. This metre he sat on one of the hot seat and she rode him like only an energetic nineteen year old could ; plunging his fat long cock in and out of her now gaping pickle with all of the abandon of youth while he played with her pert breasts and pulled on her distended pink nipples. She screamed again when she came, and Gus felt her wetness gush all over his balls once more.
... And twenty bit later the cowboys brought in another couplet of horses, and this time Casey sat on the wide window-sill and watched the animals copulate while Gus fucked he for the tierce clip. She stopped him after she 'd come for the third time in five minutes though, and gave him the sweetest blow-job he 'd ever had. Licking and sucking her own juices of his cock and clod while he directed her head, and sucking and slurping and swallowing as he spurted into her mouth.
It was a very acceptable experience for both, and Casey now makes a degree of it to join her father on his monthly visits to the farm ...