"Excuse me for asking, but have we come here on a bad day, you seem upset, and your jeans appear to be oddly expanding along the front," Mr. Harrison began asking of Bob.
"What the," Bob said rather loud, he gawking down at the front to his jeans, seeing where knew he had stuffed his satyr size maleness, and saw how bulging it looked. "Oh heck, I put on a pair of my wife's skin tight jeans!"
"Ha, really, but that is a lie if ever I heard a fool excuse, as man your jeans are stretched tight around your manliness, but the pants legs are loose fitting; you make me think I should take my daughter home, and leave the mare here to be bred!" Mr. Harrison stated, as Bob saw his jeans big bulge, both men knew Bob was hung like a stallion.
"Daddy," Angelise called from the barn's front door.
"I'm dear, you have your mare?" Mr. Harrison asked of his daughter as he waved his hand for Bob to go hide out of sight.
Bob did as he was told, and with him kneeling down inside a stall, he heard the sound of his zipper parting and out rolled his satyr size sheath and scrotum.
Angelise walked her Pinto mare toward where she saw her father standing. "Here dear, put the mare inside this stall, Mr. Morrison went around behind the barn to get something, so leave Pretty Penny in the stall, and go back to the truck to wait for me there, like please, now go!" As Bob heard the excuse for him not being friendly before the obviously teenage girl. Mr. Harrison nearly ordering his daughter to make herself as scarce.
"Morrison, Robert where are you," Mr. Harrison asked, and stood turning to look, a saw Bob stand up behind a horse stall wall.
"Please excuse me, but my jeans just, the zipper split open and, well I shall have the mare bred this week, and come next Friday you can come back and pick her up as pay for her breeding." Bob said, as an obviously nervous Mr. Harrison stood at a safe distance, as said, "The breeding cost is a $100 dollars as listed, and I shall bring cash!"
Bob stayed put, he watched Mr. Harrison walk directly from the barn to his pickup truck, as climb inside, he made a comment to his daughter, started the engine and cranked a hard turn to return to the road as head toward home. Bob felt then relieved, and walking out of the stall he went to check on the Pinto mare. As then Bob said, "Ack, oh no, that smell..., NO, please no..., it's not right!"
Jared being as Jasper was watching, and he went wild, becoming aroused as did Bob who moved a straw bale up as behind the mare. He dropped his jeans and began earnestly trying to insert his rampant, hard, satyr size cock, as thrust into the mare. Pretty-Penny bucked her head at the feel of Bob's large cock sliding inside her vulva. Bob screamed as he thrust his cock, going then deep, his satyr sheath touching the outer wrinkles of the mare' vulva, as he began to thrust.
Such became a clamor of animal noises and the screams of a man cursed to where he could not deny the servicing of a female feeling of need.