”“This is the third time in two months I’ve caught you at this. You’re on notice as of right now – leave your assigned patrol one more time ...nd you can just keep going!”Horses bred and trained at The Rancho Valdonado Stables have a reputation of being the finest bred, best groomed, most well-trained trained in all of Mexico. None of them were shod and Charro kept their hooves trimmed and shaped perfectly. They never left the rancho unless they were sold, and Amando Valdonado wanted them unshod. I was painfully conscious of the rapidly dwindling amount of time we had before we were about to begim taping and she had to get down to the club for her concert. looked at the open orfice of her asshole and plunged my cock in. Her tiny body tensed for a brief moment and then relaxed again. Her hips shifted slightly from side to side as I sank deeper into her and delighted at those rectal muscles contracting around my cock. "Fuck me....fuck me....fuck...." she calling back to me in a loud. .....SLAP!.."I.."......SLAP!.."L.."......................SLAP!.."V..".........SLAP!.."A..".......SLAP!..............."R.."........SLAP!.."N.."...........SLAP!.."I.."SLAP!.."S..".........SLAP!.."H.."................................................SLAP!Mistress then lent forward and whispered in my ear."Now where are those girly nipples?"With that she pushed her hand into my basque and began to play with mynipples, I responded with an ecstatic groan, she continued to play withthem, and then all. I felt my cock begin to stir.“Tell me what you think about when you…” The gesture Mrs Hotter made caused my head to swim, or was the alcohol having its effect? She shifted slightly as she spoke. My mouth fell open. I now had enough of a view up her skirt to believe, though I couldn’t be sure, that she was naked underneath.I couldn’t hold my tongue. “Are you not wearing any knickers?” I blurted in amazement.Mrs Hotter pulled her skirt back down a couple of inches or so, obscuring the view. “I’ll.