We had been in our local pub, and were both a bit drunk. And when I get tipsy, I also get quite frisky hehe. It was time to leave, and I knew a shortc...t through some nearby woods. Trouble is, I have heard people saying said in the pub that these woods have a car park that is used for dogging in the evenings. Probably a bunch of sad old men wearing dirty raincoats, I thought. In my drunken state I thought it would be fun to go and spy on them. I told Steve my plan and he thought it was a great. “Ummm… Well no” I said. He continued, “Ok let’s try something then.” He got up, stood in front of me, grabbed my hands with his own, and pulled me up to stand in front of him. He put his hands on my shoulders and massaged them for a couple seconds and then he began pushing them down. As I lowered down took his right foot and forced my knee to cave in. As I was finally forced to my knees, he grinned down at me and then commanded, “Suck It!” as he moved his now-hard 7 inches within inches of my. His penis wasn't in yet, but ready to go there. Sue rose to her knees, no longer supporting herself on him. Sherry grabbed his shaft and twisted it so it pointed up, directly into Sue. Sue lowered herself slowly onto and around him. She nearly collapsed from the pain and pleasure combined, but Sherry held her chest from behind. She cupped her miniscule breasts in her palms and softly massaged them. Sue started rocking on Grandpa's penis, exciting them both. She was getting more stable now, so. She stiffened as pain had not entered her mind when it came to her punishment. She was unsure of what to do and more importantly what he would do. He leaned in closer pressing he stiff cock up against the tight leather skirt stroking it against the slick cowhide. "Now, my slut, you will pay for your indiscretion. I want you to pull your tight little slutty skirt up to your waist so I can see your nice ass." Her breathing began to get very shallow as she followed his order pulling up her skirt.