Horny Ranchers Forbidden Weekend with a Hungry Mare Supper! Mitch yelled into the corral. He hated feeding on the weekends, just an hour wasted twice a day when the fish were biting. He trod into the pen carrying 2 buckets of feed as the heifers come around the corner of the barn. Two of them each stuck their heads into the bucket grabbing mouth fulls of grain. "Sure don't even wait for me to pour it into the bunks ya pigs" he muttered. He rested along the fence for a bit. There was a welcome cool breeze, and the birds were singing. A beautiful evening for sitting down at the river fishing and smoking grass he thought. But the chores had to be done so on to the horses Mitch flipped the water on for the last pen as he entered the barn. And climbed into the hay loft. He broke open a fresh bale and pitched it down into the stanchions, and returned to the main floor. The mares were waiting at the door when he opened it and walked gracefully to their stalls. Mitch closed them in and returned to shut off the water. Missy seemed a little strange tonight he thought, so he went into the second stall on the left where Missy was busy eating the lush hay. Mitch checked her over for cuts and cactus. As he went around behind Missy flipped her tail and winked her pussy twice. Mitch knew immediately what was wrong, she was in heat!!! Her pussy was completely soaked, and a thin string of cum hung from her clit most of the way to her knees. The thin filament sparkled in the light as her clit winked over and over. Mitch had never witnessed this before and a wisp of hormones surged deep in his groin. …but everything was about to change
