I love fucking outside and when the craze of dogging erupted I was beside myself with excitement. However, Daryl, my boyfriend at the time wasn’t qu...ite as enamoured by the whole thing. He thought I was weird so unfortunately I had to let him go, who wants to be with someone who a) only likes missionary position and making love and b) couldn’t talk dirty if Willy Wonka’s Chocolate Factory depended on it. So, when I met Andrew on a night out and after I had tied him up and fucked him all night,. Brian pushed Anita’s hand off his dick. The black guy looked at me.Ana insisted as she leaned forward and placed her hand on his chest. She slowly slid her hand down and began rubbing his hard dick into his shorts and held it.Tom was close to her; so Ana reached out and rubbed his crotch and smiled, looking into my eyes…She suddenly laughed and stood up, excusing herself and going to the bathroom. Brian told me he was sorry if they had crossed the line…But I encouraged them, saying we were only. She descended the familiar stairs leading to the scene of her past adventures. She reached the bottom of the stairs and to her right could hear the sounds of a pool game in progress. But instead of entering the rec room, she turned left. She wanted to reminisce a few minutes reliving giving blowjobs to her husband and other men.The carpet muffled her footsteps. She could hear sounds coming from the alcove. She moved closer, carefully staying in the shadows. She came up short, almost stunned at. As if I could wash away the infidelity I had committed. That must have been the longest shower of my life.By the time I got out, Simon was already asleep. I looked at the sc**** on my inner thigh. The shower had made it less pronounced, but it was still quite noticeable. I put on a pair of sweat pants and climbed into bed.I had a terrible time getting to sleep. My earlier actions kept suppressing my brain's impulse for rest, and I lay there half the night, staring at the ceiling. I went over.