I lifted my skirt to the waist band and listened for walkers nearby; the wooden ramp to the door of the hide usually alerted to the arrival of visitor... but ths evening we seemed to be alone.He was now at my buttock cheeks silently using his mouth to cause maximum pleasure and I was finding concentration difficult. He was sitting or kneeling behind me and slowly parted my sex, running a tongue gently to force apart the puckered lips and to run their length, then push them sideways from the inner. Shauna and I circulated and danced. We drank beer and ate the snacks provided. And we drank beer. And we danced. And we drank beer. Most of the men were good looking and so much cooler than the frosh we had gotten used to.I slow danced with a couple of Junior’s and one Senior. They each let me know they liked me; their erections spoke for them. During a rest period I necked with one of the Junior’s on a corner sofa, and he made good progress at getting me worked up. My panties were. I soon discovered that if I sat forward on the seat, lounged back and opened my knees, the wind felt wonderful on my pussy. I stopped caring about my skirt being round my waist except for when I was in a built-up area with lots of people about. Out in the country I once noticed that my tie front blouse had come undone and my breasts were getting tanned. The blouse was so thin that I couldn’t feel the difference.I was really enjoying riding around with my legs open and the breeze massaging my. “Just relax Kimmy and watch the show!” I said as I drove my second finger inside her hole and searched for her G spot. She was melting in my hands. I wasn’t at the right angle so I dropped to my knees. I pulled her skirt up and quickly ducked my head inside her sundress, facing her smoking hot ass. I quickly slid her panties down her legs, took them off and shoved them into my back pocket. My fingers resumed their attention to her soaking wet pussy. Soon I was pounding away at her G spot and.