Yes, and yes

Joe presses your thighs into the bull, and while you're grateful for the stability it provides to try to let you regain your balance, it also spreads your legs wider, allowing him to increase his unintended oral minstrations as his tongue makes his first appearance between your thighs.

"n...n...noooooh myyyy g....." You can't speak as he licks urgently into your center, finding parts of you that your boyfriend never did with his tunnel vision on fucking you as hard and as often as he can. Your reaches for the handhold become ****, to avoid being tongued to a climax in the middle of the dirty bar.

Your legs get spread wider, your skirt stretched as it gets pulled tighter and tighter and your efforts turn limp before you make one final lunge for the hold, pulling yourself away from Joe just as he almost finishes you off. You gingerly twist your body as you place your feet into the stirrups, smoothing your tiny skirt.

"Okay, I'm ready." Just as the bar owner starts his run, Joe gamely jams his hand under your ass to 'push' you forward. Two stray fingers plunging into your slit and just as quickly pulling out as you cry out in orgasm, his quick entry sending you over the edge as your cum coats your thighs and the bull's saddle.

It acts as a lubricant while your body gets pushed and pulled with your mechanical ride. You find yourself sliding up and down the saddle with the bar owner's experienced motions, the bull turning to display your uncontrollable gyrating to everyone in the bar. Your small tits still manage to strain against your top with no support from underwear, and your skirt rises up higher and higher up your body, the men in the bar all imagining you grinding like that against them.

After two minutes, the owner stops the machine, and you gasp, feeling the sweat and dampness from the bar air all over your body. A drink is handed to you, and you gulp it down without thinking, suddenly feeling very thirsty as you spill some of it on your chest in your haste to drink it.

"Sorry, guys, but I can't do this without something else holding me on..."

You start to struggle out of the stirrups, but before you can someone finds some other way to hold you on...