We walked round to the other side of the rocks out of sight. I stood in front of her and she stood and looked me up and down. “Let me see you rub th...t cock of yours.” I didn’t need any more encouragement and I grabbed my shaft in my hand and started stroking it. She stood there watching me and then slowly slid her left hand towards her bush. My dick was now harder than I’d ever known it and to my joy she slid her finger onto her clit. “Do you like what you see?” I asked and she nodded a reply.. Having made contact with him through a dating site she had arranged to chat with him online, mainly to find out more about his interest in 'dogging', an activity which she knew nothing about. Until his e-mail to her she had never even heard the term used in all her forty-nine years and it intrigued her!Dogging, he told her, was the habit of spying on couples enjoying themselves in cars, mostly in the evenings and with the tacit agreement of the people spied upon. The name had arisen from the. I’d needed to calm down and take stock of everything and try to sort it out. I got dressed, it was early morning but I had no idea the day. I can’t say that I cared, either. I sat down and put my shoes on and leaned back in my chair. It reclined back to its limit with a click and tiny bounce, and I sat in silence. Out in the hallway I heard the air conditioner come on with a whir and a few seconds later I felt cool air drift from the vents. There was so many things to think about I found I. Victor lifted me onto the couch. I was still struggling but as my husband lifted me over Willy's body and I felt his knob nudging my pussy lips I closed my eyes and surrendered to the inevitable. The next thing I knew I was fully impaled on that thick cock as he thrust upwards. The bastard groaned, saying I was so hot…He started to thrust up into me and my pussy had never felt so full and was soon overruling my brain. It was gripping at his cock as he powered up and down in and out of me. He.