Before my feet had even touched the floor there was a hand groping at my wet crotch and more pawing at my boobs. “Eddieee!!! That’s enough playing around, we got thirsty men waiting for drinks don’t we!”
Eddie’s final statement was answered with a round of boisterous cheers and as if everything was perfectly normal, I was dropped into the crowd of worked up customers crowded around the front of the stage, soaked panties, musky aroma, and all. I can feel my face flushed and I screw my eyes shut as a wave of unwanted pleasure hits me. The item of note being Phil and Eddie promoting “Western Night” for Wednesday night. Its time to see Tina ride the bull!”
I should have known! It seems to have a rubbery plastic ridge in the middle of it and there is some kind of white plastic oval ball attached to the saddle horn with wires running down underneath the body of the “bull”.
