"Come here," I say, and motion for her to approach.The shy middle-aged woman walks toward us cautiously. I pull her in by the waist so she can see me ...enetrate you. The head of my cock enters, then the glistening shaft follows. She exhales in amazement. I stroke slowly, feeling how much you enjoy the first sensations. Then, with this stranger held close at my side, I thrust hard. You react like an a****l, clawing the table and knocking her tools over the edge. "No worry," she says softly amidst. All the while my movements were slow and awkward enough so that I could claim sleep if questioned. Well, this situation and slow stroking was getting to me and, without trying, I came. Carol audibly groaned. I was embarrassed and stayed quite still for the rest of the night. I vowed never to do that again.A few nights later I became aware of my sister beside me. My cock was hard and peeking through my pajamas, as usual. I determined not to stroke myself and Carol stayed for a very long time. I was invited / told to goto a dogging site in rural Lancashire, this site was notorious and it was a weekday evening.I was to go fully dressed (Only my second time) and I had been given instructions on what to wear etc, he seemed genuine and had verifications etc, we'd been messaging a while and the anticipation / exhilaration / scepticism had been building nicely. The journey was an absolute nightmare, the M6 has always been crap around there, but due to an accident and my satnav intervening,. Sensations were out of control, I could feel tingling in my arse, I could feel tingling on my cock and then his other hand slid up my front to rub my nipple sending electricity everywhere. The familiar sensations of a building orgasm were in the base of my cock, in my butt and over my body but I desperately didn’t want it to end. I could feel the heat and pressure and the wave of building sensations that precede an orgasm. The tingling was building and I was nearly at that moment when there.