Looking at kav’s plight, I couldn’t resist myself and rested her head on my shoulders and moving around my right arm over her back rubbing them ge...tly!!We were so so lost with in ourself that we realised its was 10.30pm only when waiter said its a last order for drinks. She said she was so full with the drink and starters we ordered that she dint wanted to have dinner. Cud sense from her way of talk that she was semi-conscious!So I offered her a stay at my place coz again dropping her back to. So, you may wonder, do many good looking women drive hundreds of miles for a 'Dogging Session'?You would be surprised. I went to one and saw several groups of Ladies standing around drinking wine and only a couple of guys, picking whoever they wanted, that was a big waste as only a couple were serviced, and everyone left.I drove past a clearing and a couple of parked cars caught my eye, everything was so dark, out in the countryside, but a great place to behave like farmyard a****ls.I stopped. I loved it, shaved with the small tuft of hair neatly trimmed at the top. I slid the panties down to her ankles and she stepped out of them. Next, she slid her skirt down her hips, standing there in just a red half-slip slit at her thighs, red lace garter belt, hose, and those red stilettos. I slid both hands between her thighs spreading her legs to let me have access to her now soaking wet pussy. I loved the feel of her pussy juices on my fingers. Her lips were open with excitement. She was. I'm just tied up here? oh shit.And my pussy is still pounding, an obvious reminder of how stupid I was acting. Blue balls might feel bad, but an unsatisfied crotch is not picnic either? itaches and clenches against itself, the emptiness taunting? ?I'm sorry, baby?? is all I can softly whisper. I really try to sound as sweetand contrite as I can. I want to rub my thighs together to release some ofthe tension, but I stop myself. I open my legs a little, showing myself tohim? how wet I am? the.