Phil and Eddie pull a blanket off the saddle reveal the strangest looking saddle I have ever seen. I can feel my face flushed and I screw my eyes shut as a wave of unwanted pleasure hits me. “Woohee, boys look-it-her go. Sylvia has more of a burlesque “Madame’s” dress that shows off her considerable cleavage and a good amount of leg. Phil and Silvia make short work of strapping my legs into the stirrups and then my arms are forced behind my back and some kind of cuffs bind my wrist together. “Eddieee!!! It seems to rock in a range that keeps the front of the bull pointed slightly down and I give up trying to pull myself back in the saddle as the strange saddle starts to give me a wedgy and the white plastic ball keeps a constant pressure on my clit.
