We hardly said a word. The other time I gave him a lift home from the airport at 11 o’clock one night, when Joanne was away from home. We’d been t...alking about the local dogging spot the last time we met and decided to drive up there and have a look.’‘Dogging? What’s that?’ Max interrupted.It’s a place where people meet to watch each other shag. Or join in depending on what they want. We drove to the car park in a quiet wood, walked into it and found it was a gay pick up spot. There were groups. . I got to go" "it's fine" she said "you gonna come see me again" I said " sure I'll pop round maybe tomorrow"The next night I went round we had a cuppa and again we ended up in the kitchen, I apologised for the night before she told me not to worry, she leans in and kisses me only this time I pushed her against the counter top and we went for it, we kissed like it was the last day on earth only this time she reached down and started caressing my cock I took this as a nod so I went for her. Her thick dark hair was hanging on the right shoulder, reaching her waist, covered by her saree pallu.As they came closer, I gave a handshake to my son. He moved forward and gave me a hug and next second, my DIL came and hugged me with her cheek touching my left cheek. It was normal in Goa to greet like this but I was still shocked.My hand had patted her back only to find that her blouse was backless, and I touched her silky smooth skin. Her boobs had slightly pressed on my chest and I could. She then once again, took in my complete length as I lay in a trance-like state of pleasure. What she did next made it feel as if my cock where being swallowed by a horny boa constrictor! Her tongue, tonsils, throat muscles, etc. all combined to encase, massage, pull, stroke and finally man milk my meat. Once I stopped convulsing and regained my breathing somewhat, she pulled my relaxed but still elongated tool from her mouth with a wet pop sound. It slumped over her hand, still at the base of.