That sounds odd and it has really made me question some of my perceptions about people. Let me try to explain. I think even though I was a willing pa...ticipant in a threesome with a stranger, I had a preconceived idea of what people were like that had threesomes with strangers. Does that make sense? I suppose my southern girl upbringing somehow associated sexually free people as not the nicest people. Now that I’ve questioned that belief, I see how ridiculous it is, but it is interesting how. By the time Bob had turned out of the street she had her hand on his bulge, which felt bigger than the last time, yes she had made him horny, she lazily stroked his cock as he drove, his face getting redder and redder, her pussy getting wetter and wetter. As they drove along chatting about nothing in particular but feeling comfortable all the same they were approaching a notorious dogging area, Frankie looked at Bob and by the twinkle in his eye she knew straight away they were heading. They both seemed to enjoy it, and that’s all that mattered.She crawled over to him and positioned herself so he could turn her ass cheeks bright pink.He rubbed his hand over her smooth skin. Then he gave her a stinging swat on each cheek.Spank!Spank!“Oh, fuck!” Grace cried out.“Too much?”“No, it’s perfect!”Spank!Spank!“God, yes!”Spank!Spank!He continued spanking until her ass was rosy and hot to the touch, and she came hard, drenching his lap.“Damn, baby!” he said incredulously. You are so. You come home from work in that combo and I can’t believe how fast I’ve gotten hard. Now it’s your turn to submit. No mercy! You walk toward me with a slightly tired looking smile of greeting and I say ‘Stop. Get down on all fours. NOW!’ You look a little taken aback but you obey immediately. A deal is a deal and you always keep your word. ‘Crawl to me – slowly’ I say in an authoritative tone of voice. I’m already naked on the couch, having anticipated your coming home at this very moment..