She turned to face the giant stallion, her face flushed with passion. "How do you like my tits?" she giggled hotly. She brought her hands up, cupped her mammoth tit-globes and shook them. "Oooo, Christ!"

She felt suddenly foolish, baring her body to an animal. The feeling passed. The excitement raging in her pussy had quickly canceled out the uneasiness.

She lifted her fleshy orbs of creamy tittie meat. "Lick them, Blazer. Slobber your spit over them."

Blazer snorted, shook his head and brought his slobbering mouth to her huge tits. With his tail swishing, he feasted on her tits gently, enjoying the spongy texture of her skin.

"Oooo, Blazer!" Alice gasped. She stroked his white streak and fondled her tits. His spit soaked her fingers and tits equally. "Oooo, Christ, I love it so much."

She knew she always would. Alone on the farm for six months with only Patti, sex was the only thing she could think of. With Blazer, she sensed she would never need more. The chestnut stallion would do it all.

Patti gawked through the small window at her mother. Her blue eyes widened in disbelief. "Oooo, Mommy," she whispered, wishing she was in the barn, too. She rubbed her small budding tits through her blouse. Tiny nipples hardened into bullets.

Alice staggered away from the wet slurping mouth of the giant horse. "How would you like some pussy, my handsome stud?" She was reeling. She rocked on her feet. Her glassy eyes glowed. There was no stopping her. Blazer had turned her, like always, into a fiery ball of unleashed lust.

Trembling fingers unsnapped her jeans. The sound of her zipper echoed in her head like rumbling thunder. She pushed, and her jeans fell to her ankles.

Blazer took a step toward her, nudged her belly with his snout. The action rocked her. He shook his mane and bumped his cold wet nose against her belly again.