She could only guess what the original significance of the chair might have been and had always wondered if they strapped women onto chairs such as th...ese for some test or ritual. Once she mounted the chair, she found it difficult to raise herself back off the phallus and was never willing to go all the way and put her full weight on it. The angle of her body versus the position of the arms of the chair did not allow for much leverage. She tried the chair the same day it was moved. How could she. I was watching it in shock and with a hard on,what was happening to me why did i have a hard on?? was i gay,i could feel my cock pre cumming what was going on,when i looked over at Jack he had his cock out wanking,don't be shy mate if you need to get it out just do it,NO your OK i,m going to the toilet Jack.i walked out to the toilets and i as i entered i noticed the doors were all shut and a lot of noise was coming from them,i stood and listened and you know the sound of a blow job and a cock. The heels that I wore had a cute little opening to showoff my pretty red toe nails.My wife stopped our car. She left the engine on. We were parked rightunder a residential street lamp. It was about 11 p.m. All was quiet.The street ran for about two blocks, and then it veered off onto anotherstreet. It was early spring, and the weather was mild. She turned to me,looking relaxed in her t shirt, jeans and her sandals. She said "WellPrissy, it is time for your little stroll. You do want to. I smiled, and sat at the head of the table. She slid herself close to me, and placed her feet on the arms of my chair. I placed my arms around her waist, and pulled her close to the edge of the table, and gently pushed her body back. She propped herself on her elbows, and reached to tease her nipples. I spread her legs and saw that her slit was shining with her wetness already.I took off my bikini, and dipped my nipple into her wet hole, and brought it to my mouth, and licked her creamy fluid.