When it was Robin's turn, she turned away from me and leaned on the show stand as the music started. She waited a few beats, and then turned to me wit... a look of surprise. That was quickly replaced with a feral expression as she raked me up and down with her eyes. And then she started.The shirt came off first, the few remaining buttons flying as she grabbed the shirttails and just yanked the shirt open and over her shoulders. The front-closing bra underneath it went next. Robin's tits weren't. Fuck know if that is her real name but she shared a lot of photos with me, and if they were really of her then, I tell you, she was really fucking hot - long hard, cute face, banging body and what appeared to be a warm welcoming pussy.I needed to see so offered her some cash. Not a lot but enough to get her interested. She was happy with that, a natural born whore.We agreed to meet at Coggeshall, one of the best dogging sites in the country and easy for us both to get to. Just two hours from. One of my friends said ‘Bro, what shit did you do now?’Other guy added, ‘What drugs were you on man,’ adding people for the laugh.‘Nothing man, just some thinking.’‘I knew what you were thinking,’ the other guy added and continued. ‘You were into that mam, man. Totally deep shit!’I said, ‘Nope bro that’s not the case.’‘We saw it, bro, we know it coz we got eyes,’ they said.‘Okay duh,’ I replied.I was into Shruthi for true. She was my babe. I didn’t masturbate for the first time since 3 months.. She fought, and fought against the slavers, and often it ended with a call to him. She had picked a spot, deep within the desert, and lain herself out under and overhang of rock a few dozen feet from the bottom of a cliff face. As she had learned in her weeks of following the old cat, he enjoyed taking a dune buggy out into the desert as often as his “work” would allow him to. This particular day though he was in for a surprise. In her arms she held her favorite rifle. An XS-1, which fired the.