Roughly, I pulled both her breasts out of their lace hideaway and fondled them as I started to smack the cheeks of her bottom with the other hand.‘M...mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm’ she sighed, ‘What big hands you have, Mr Forester!’‘All the better to spank you with Little Red Riding Hood!’ I replied, entering into the spirit of the thing.Her bottom turned through various shades of pink until it was a smouldering, deep cerise. I stopped spanking her and having run my fingers inside and under the thong strap. I also thought that it was an odd chair, and it did not match any of her other furniture. It was then that I noticed the straps and restraints. I turned to Ellen, who at this time was standing behind me grinning boldly. "What is that?" I asked. "That, lover boy is for you." "For me" I asked as she looked into my eyes and clasped my face in her small hands. "Yep, it is a kind of sex chair. The man sits in it, and the woman rides him." "I see" I said" but what's with all the straps and. His pecs were huge, and hard."Lick my nipples, Steph"Joel obeyed, sucking and licking and Tyrone's excitement increased.Tyrone forced Joel's head further down, and unbidden, the powerlesssmaller man knew what was expected. Joel had surrendered completely, hehad no fight left. He started kissing and licking Tyrone's hard, definedabs.Tyrone pushed Joel's head all the way down to his crotch.Joel opened his mouth as wide as it would go, and engulfed the tip.Tyrone moaned softly, "Good girl. Each thrust was bringing her closer to orgasm. The surface seemed to stay in one place, and April counted on it being there as she closed her eyes and watched the explosions behind her eyelids. She reached up and grabbed onto the masseuse's thighs and held on as her orgasm overcame her, then another wave of pleasure swept her away as she pressed her eyes even more tightly closed. Her clitoris was still rubbing against the hard surface, her hips thrusting up involuntarily, like they had a mind.