“Good morning, Miss.” She vaguely recognized the man as the hotel’s owner, Angus, who had checked her in the night before. “And juss how does ...his fine Tuesday morning find you?”He spoke with a soft whispering lilt that was soothing and almost musical. “I’m fine thank you. I was just wondering how I should spend my first day here. I thought maybe I’ll just have a look at the local scenery, chill out a bit.”“Aye,” Angus nodded in agreement, “It’ll be good to ease yourself into things. I think. I don’t think Jessie had taught her how to canter (three-step gallop) in the motor home, or she might have done that.“Are you going to wear it again?”I would love to wear it all the time if I could,” she says. “I am jealous his girls got to BE a pony for an entire week. I think putting it on and taking it off all the time it would be hard to get into the character. You know what I mean?”I knew exactly what Michelle meant when she said that. I had started to think of myself as a real beast of. Wow! This lady gave really great head! She really knew what she was doing and was soon deepthroating my cock and playing with my balls. Several times she bought me right to the brink of cumming, but expertly backed me off each time.My legs were getting weak from the pleasure she was giving me and I told her "it's my turn!"Again she gave me that toothy grin and got on the bed, spreading her fat thighs for me. I started kissing at her knee and licked and kissed my way to her pussy. Teasing her. I had done her up pretty well. Naked. Wrist and ankle cuffsbuckled securely. Her legs spread uncomfortably wide, locked to a three footspreader bar. Her arms hoisted high over her head, held fast by a steel cableon an electric winch, pulling her into a tenuous position up on the balls ofher feet. The cold concrete floor useless in relieving the building pressure inher shoulders. A symmetrical pattern of sixteen thick needles piercing herright breast. The outside of her left breast the current.