But it was not the time to be faint-hearted. If she wanted to break the cycle, Ian was her man. ‘Well?’ ‘This is very irregular.’ ‘Doesn’t... Philip do unconventional things and encourage you to do the same?’ ‘Yes he does, and at times eggs me on.’ ‘Did he give you any encouragement in respect of me?’ There was no reply, only a foot shuffle. ‘Ian!’ Another foot shuffle, and an admission: ‘He whispered I might get lucky.’ ‘And how did you react?’ ‘I said that would be great.’ ‘Ian, get those. ”“Until you started dogging,” Tom said.“You go dogging?”“What do you know about dogging?” Carol asked, surprised that her son seemed to have heard of it.“It’s meeting strangers in deserted car parks at night and sucking their cocks,” Craig replied, “some of the girls at Uni do it, usually when they’re pissed.”“Well l don’t need to be pissed,” she laughed, “it started on holiday, we were on a nudist beach in France, we often used to fuck in full view and sometimes men would watch us and a few. I'm watching my hand on T's cock.How the skin slides up and down as my hand slides up and down his beautiful hard shaft.How his bulging,bright cock tip shines and gets covered then uncovered by my hands action.I still find it all rather fascinating. I'm knelt there wankingT and myself and I don't know where the idea came from but I knelt up a little and,it seemed to happen all by itself, I opened my mouth and took T's hard cock into my mouth .I had sucked and licked this cock clean in the shed. I figured I might as well do a clean sweep.I found Johan first - but since I wanted a straight fuck, I didn't care which one it was. Thanks to the earrings, I could tell them apart when they weren't together. He was showing one of the guests to the East wing rooms - the wedding guests could crash anywhere they wanted on that side of the house. Since we were over there anyway, I opened the first room I came to.Someone was snoring."In here." I whispered."But there is someone..." So keep quiet." I.