“Put that pretty little mouth of yours to work, Miss Spencer. I want my boots spotless.”My eyes must have grown as wide as saucers for her smirk g...ew into a mirthless laugh as she tugged on my leash again, forcing me to lean forward. I grabbed her ankle, using her to keep my balance as she pulled the leather strap taut, coiling it about her forearm.“I gave you an order, slut!”She lifted her foot until I felt her toe caress my cheek, then press against my lower lip. Grasping it in both hands,. The pony then dismounted and she was dragged, unconscious, from the stage.Her dismay deepening even more, Laurel looked at the pretty young Japanese woman."What does it matter?" she asked."Must stay alive. We talk at bedtime," responded Yuki who then picked up the drink from the bartender and walked away when she saw one of the masters looking at them.The stage was cleared, then three mechanical bull riding machines were brought out and plugged in. They looked much the same as those which had. He placed tiny kisses on the inside of her thighs; first one, then the other. When his tongue moved to her hidden lips, she gripped his shoulders as her knees went weak.He licked up one side, then down the other. Oh so slow and methodical. Maddeningly slow. She thought she'd burst into flames. His free hand came around her waist to hold her to him, his breath hot on her slit; his tongue like liquid silk on her skin. His tongue darted out and touched her clit. She flinched at the sudden contact.. ‘Look all you want. After what you did for me last night you deserve it.’ She posed and turned for a moment, smiling, then went to the bathroom. I decided that a cup of tea or coffee was exactly what I needed to restore myself to full awake mode. ‘Coffee or tea?’ I called to her. ‘Coffee please, Jack.’ I went downstairs. All the lights were still on and two cups with cold coffee sat on the table in the lounge. All evidence of our rush to get into bed together. Apart from turning the lights off.