I put my hand on his head and moaned softly as the magic fingers explored and played with my taut virginal lips."Yes ... Mark ... yessss." I murmured....e kissed my bush and his fingers found my clit and focused on the little pearl. Faster and faster he fingered me. I had to put both hands on his head for support. He stroked all the way to the back of my crease and then continued with my little clitoris. My nipples were like stone and my knees were weak. I began to tremble. He continued the. He was okay looking I guess though maybe a little on the short side. But, he did the one thing I was looking for at the time," she said."And that was?" he said."He asked me. I was ready, and he asked me first. I know it sounds stupid. But, it was what it was. I was twenty and feeling old. And yes, I know how ridiculous that sounds now, but that was then," she said.The man laughed.I had to allow that she was at least partly right. I had been ready to slink out like the wimp she thought me. Now,. Catherine gulps and stared at Dan. His eyes are gleaming with mischief and lust. He took Catherine’s hands and led her to her table and cleared it. Catherine stood rooted on her spot, nervously watching Dan as he cleared her table. Oh my… This is. A gulp. Nerve wrecking. She thought. Dan turned to her and smiled and said. “You’ve been a bad girl Cathy. You need some discipline. I can’t have you teasing anyone else can I?” He walked and whispered to her. “After all, you’re mine.” She was left. However they had a strange wave to them that made me wonder how it stayed upright. The chair was comfortable enough; there was a pillow on the seat. By the feel of it, the pillow was one of those feather-filled ones and was quite soft, yet firm. There was another pillow-like piece on the back of the chair and another small one where my head would be. All in all, the chair was quite comfortable, despite how old and odd it seemed. What I found odder was, if I had been unconscious, why was it I.