ok gang..let me run you through last night, before getting to the point..usual weekday plan, usual venue..meet up with the master, go somewhere private for some chat, drinky poos and pre-show warm up exercises..stretch the ole flange a bit..then showtime..
..........it didn't start well. the r/v point was a lesser used venue, about six miles from the main arena. we pulled in early, so was faced with a fifteen minute wait for his nibs. we hadn't anticipated it being busy, as it was a monday, but within a minute of our arrival we had a drive by, a quick pause, flick of the interior and he parked up some distance away. all of two minutes later, he returned, only this time parked right next to us. then a family saloon made its enterance, spotted us, and parked inches from mrs dirty's door. the radio was on, guns n roses as i recall, but above the vocals i heard the driver of the first vehicle shouting, "good evening". ok, so it wouldn't have hurt to respond, but with the temperature near freezing, i didn't fancy getting into long conversation through an open we were gonna play, but later, would have been a promise we may not keep, telling him we wasn't playing would have pointlessly lost us a voyuer, so, i cut my losses, and kept quiet. now another vehicle spots the gathering, and hems us in, thinking he is onto something, ooh dear..it was a relief to see the master was laughing before he left the car, it must have looked ridiculous. he jumps in the back with us, and in an instant, faces appear at the window.."meet us down the lane master, we'll shake them in the traffic".well, to the guys in the know, the lane is a private meeting place, away from the main sites, unpoliced and certainly not the place for doggers to sit around waiting, its considered by most to be unacceptable behaviour, the non residents don't know about it anyway..we waited for a break in the traffic, a distant, but approaching lorry gave us the oppertunity to get onto the road, without being followed. now it was a manic dash to the lane, its a sharp, dangerous turning, so had to get well ahead of the traffic, jam the brakes on, tuck ourselves away and kill the lights, hopefully any tails will fly past.
......we had only been there for maybe a minute, when the first car entered, and parked behind us, glow of his mobile phone sounded the death knell for any privacy, and, true to form, three vehicles appeared and parked within the next three minutes, no surprises there then..meeting at a venue was a shite idea in hindsight, but its not usually this bad..one of the guys appeared at mrs dirty's window, i wound it down."hello mate, no disrespect, but we've come down here to get warmed up, get a bit of privacy away from the dogging sites, doesn't look as if its happening though"..a northern accent replied "i do appreciate what you are saying mate, i'll leave you to it", he then left..well, that was descent enough, maybe we'll visit bluexx's site if they are all like that, thinks us..then, another face, window down, "hello mate,we aint doing anything here, honestly, we just come down here so she can get warmed up in private, before going onto the dogging site to play, i'm not getting at you, but you can appreciate, there were three, now two cars driving around, lights on us, it aint even a recognised dogging place, all we need is a little space"..the response was genuinely apolagetic, so, after telling him we hope to see him later, he too, left..we decided to endure the remaining car, so got down and dirty in the darkness.
......half an hour later, mrs dirty was on fire, the seat covers were saving the fabric from the worse, as the ole pussy juices started to flow, she was coming to the boil, so time to unleash her to an audience..we head for the arena..park up, lights off, engine off, interior on, and bingo..by now, she is so into it, the arrival of the police would just excite her more, it has happened, and i've had to cover her up, as she shows no signs of wanting to stop..for anything..and so, we had a good night with the boys, plenty for them to see..mmf antics, large toys andloadsa naked flesh..judging by the copious quantity of bodily fluid left behind, the lads went home well satisfied with their evening.
.......at last, the question..now mrs dirty is slow to reach the boil, however, once up to temperature, she'll simmer all night, when she reaches climax, usually at home, its huge, and would hospitalize many...personally, she likes to have some space, not too far from the site, where she can get into her stride, but we also acknowledge that some ladies are into it quicker, with possibly multiple orgasms along the way..as other couples have said, the preperation is part of the excitement, the drive to the venue full of sexy anticipation, but to give our best, we need a little pre-amble without the sea of faces against the glass..so, do any of you ladies have a routine, or is just being there, all the foreplay you need?
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