As I become more aware of my surroundings and what is happening, I realise, my skirt is up around my waist, my knickers have gone and strong hands are...holding my legs, hard fingers digging in, bruising, forcing my thighs apart.I’m aware of a someone kneeling between my thighs and a laugh goes out, “She’s awake,” a voice from above my head says, I glance up but all I can see is the lower half of a man, pants off, wanking on his cock.The first inkling of what is about to happen to me floods with. After a few minutes of polite meaninglessconversation the waiter arrived."What would you like to drink?"She started to answer, but Ron spoke over her."A pint of bitter for me, cider for Dave and she'll have a dry whitewine"Inside she was fuming. Did she not matter? Was she a child who couldnot be trusted to order her own drink?It got worse as he took the food order. Dave and Ron had steak, and Ronordered a salad for her."Got to watch her figure, or I'll have to trade her in for a. I swallowed as hard as I could but her orgasm was so unexpected and intense that most of it trickled from the corners of my mouth onto the cushion under her. Once her orgasm was over, Hazel lay back on the couch, breathing heavily then opened her eyes and looked down at me. “I’m sorry I came so quickly Mike,” she said, “but it’s been so long since anyone’s done that to me. But now I think it's time I rewarded you.” With that she sat up, pulled me to my feet and pulled me down onto the couch. Then I started running my finger all up and down my wet pussy. I closed my eyes for a brief second and when I opened them she was standing in the shower watching me. I quickly stopped what I was doing, and I know my face was beet red. She didn’t say a word. She just looked at me and motioned for me to come here. I walked over to her she grabbed my hand and started sucking on the fingers that I had been using to finger myself. She slowly would go from one finger to the other. She then reached.