Was it her again? I couldn’t tell. Though, secretly, I wanted it to be.I felt a fingertip slide across my lips.I sat in the lotus position, I was us...d to it; knees outwards, feet tucked in under my bum which rested on the ground. Spine vertical and my breathing as relaxed as I could make it.My mind was swirling with possibilities. Come on, I kept thinking, do something whoever you are.I felt my head being tilted backwards as a hand pulled at the knot of my blindfold. My mouth opened. He started to kiss a trail downwards. His hands traveled upwards, separating her legs gently, and finding that she was eagerly awaiting attention. Her pussy was dripping wet. He let out a manly groan of pleasure at finding the soaking pussy waiting for him. He pushed her skirt up so that it was bunched up like a small strip of cloth belt around her waist. He inhaled her musky sweet scent. He kissed her outer lips gently before parting them tenderly with his fingers. He lapped up her juices. Several of them must be sub-letting for the summer because there's no way a college student could afford to live here on a regular basis. Then again, who knows? Parents give their k**s everything these days. Of course, I like to give them things too. Just not the things their parents give them, or would likely want them to have. Like the best oral sex of their young lives and the opportunity to return the favor. Yes, I admit it - I am what is commonly called a "cougar", a mature woman who likes. The man on her left was bearded and she hated the thought of his face between her legs rubbing his scratchy hair all over her sensitive pussy and private areas which she usually kept absolutely free of all hair. Of course, she had to go to the spa for the treatments but the woman that took care of her gave her a nice lick to go along with the treatment and she loved the feeling of the soft female tongue down there where her hair was shaved right down to the skin and she was as smooth as a.