She wouldn't see me, but I'd see her and be pounding my cock without her knowing.When I got to the woods I was 15 minutes later than usual so I though... I'd have still arrived before her, just, but her car was already there. When you're a regular dogger, you get good at working out which car belongs to who in secluded car parks and country lane lay-bys! I headed into the woods, treading quietly for some reason, I don't know why. I stifled a laugh. Be nice, I told myself. You'll pass her on the. I had butterflies in my stomach as I got out of the car and walked up to the door. I was thinking, This is it, I am here, Just go in. As I entered, I saw all kinds of x-movies and magazines and one whole wall of dildos and sex toys. I could feel my dick begin to swell and then I thought, what if someone sees my bulge in my pants? I stumbled around a little as I looked around and headed for the wall. I picked a realistic looking one that was about 6 inches and nervously walked up to the counter. As many times as they had likely been fucking the nymphs and maidens that day, they still fucked us and ejaculated time after time with loads much bigger than any man could produce.By the time Rhea and I got to sleep, together on one of the indoor beds, our pussies, mouths, asses, and breasts were so sore from the constant sucking and fucking, that we fell into a deep sleep, without even kissing our sucking each other again. We were thankful to learn that even the satyrs needed sleep, and that. In all, the mortar attack lasted only four seconds and the team that had performed it was already packing up their weapons and hustling off into the wastelands by the time the last round exploded. The 150-millimeter guns atop the ship turned towards the west and unleashed a barrage of counter-battery fire, a total of fifteen rounds per gun, none of which landed within 400 meters of the spot that the Martian mortar team had fired from. Even before the counter-battery fire was complete a platoon.