It was not very erect but there were goose pimples all around it and it in turn formed goose pimples all over my body. The breasts were heaving up and...down rhythmically that only aroused me more and more. I knew i was getting out of control. I knew i was on the verge of grabbing those breasts and pressing them, but then my senses prevented me from doing so. Instead i held myself back and enjoyed the view. The pants were straining and hence i wanted to open it but then the lights that were on. We had read on the internet about a palce North of Cardiff which has a reputation for where people have sex outdoors and where a lot of dogging takes place. According to the web sites it happens during the day as well as at night.We decided to drive to the area to see if it was true. As we knew we were going to a woodland area Mrs V could not wear a dress. She wore jeans. Under her jeans she put on a pair of seamed, black hold ups but no pants. Her top half was naked under a short winter. She wiggled her plug back and forth, teasing the guys with her overt sexuality.I reached down and spread her labia, showing her swollen and glistening pussy. It was already primed for use, but I wanted to continue to work the crowd. I fingered her waiting hole, sloshing her juices as I did. She asked to cum and I allowed it. Her spasms clinched on my fingers as I continued to work them in and out of her hole.I took the largest dildo we had and pressed it against her lips. She pushed back and. .. it was a little silly." It was more than that young lady, it was reckless. Now, I want you to lay across my lap, and do not argue with me."The next moment she found herself laying over a man's lap. She wanted to object but what could she say? He was right, she had provoked this. She also knew, deep in her heart that he was right about her behavior as well. And she owed him a lot for what he did that night. Before she knew it she was face down on her couch, with her bottom presented to a man.