Vernon stooped down on one knee and took Hunter’s face in his hands before kissing him deeply. Hunter was at Vernon’s mercy, and he loved it. Sex Salty fluid filled his mouth to the point of overflowing. “I uh, I haven’t made any advances toward her, sir.” Hunter could feel new sweat forming on his brow. With the click of his tongue, the young farmhand led Maple back to her cleaned stall. He was surprised by how thick it was and how rock solid it felt already. “Good because I’ve been wantin’ to drain my balls in you for months. He still felt lightheaded as he walked to his truck. Pulling his hips back, Vernon began to stroke the length of his manhood along Hunter’s eager slit. Hunter wrapped his legs around the older man’s waist, locking them at the ankles. His clit throbbed from the sudden lack of contact, and Hunter became aware of how close he was to climax. His jeans were ripped off over his boots, and Vernon’s thick legs settled between his. Hunter whimpered as emptiness overtook him, only to perk up when he saw Vernon take his throbbing cock in hand. Hunter’s eyes widened at the sight; he had felt the heaviness in his hand but seeing it now, his boss was a true stallion of a man.
