She came upon a small clearing where there was a small collection of parked cars, some with doors open, others with the rear door open, car suspension... were being tested as they bounced rhythmically. Sophie took in the scene, women sucking men, men fucking women, she'd stumbled into a dogging session. She knew she should turn back and leave but she'd never experienced dogging before and also as a keen voyeur she was magnetised to her present situation. She continued to watch, no-one caring that. Maa boli ki woh sab thik hai magar mein ek maharashtrian hoon aur ek bihari se shaadi yeh kaise hoga toh aunty ne kaha ki usha mujhe ek bataon tumhare pati ki maut hone ke baad kisi rishtedaar ne tumhari madat ki.toh maa chup ho gayi aur kaha ki mujhe sochne ke liye waqt chahiye subah jab gupta ji aunty ghar mein aaye to maa unhe dekh kar hasi aur kaha aiye kaise aana hu aapka gupta aunty toh bahar gayi hai.maa ne unhe bete ne ki liye kaha aur meri maa ne gown pehna tha unse unke nipples gupta. She gave me another one of those looks that said, 'You ARE nuts, but I'll play along with this until I find out what you're REALLY up to,' but she didn't just pick up and run, so I considered that a positive sign. We ate quickly and then I excused myself to go into the bathroom to begin my change. As I picked up those female clothes, she looked at me and said,"You're not one of those, are you? Because if you are, it's OK. I just need to know before you go in there and change clothes so I'll. The filthy smell from what she just released hit her, telling of a clearly bad stomach, but it only urged her on. Her left hand stroked her clit, making her shiver, as she pushed again, hard, adding another turd to the mess in the back of her panties.She caught a scent from the bucket in front of her, and a repulsive image formed in her mind. In one sweep, she took her T-shirt off, exposing her bare, firm breasts to the dim lighting in the room. Her right hand dove into the bucket of warm vomit.