She looked just like she did the day I met her. Still thick but not fat. Perky titties with dark Mexican nipples. Her ass was bigger but still hard fo... a woman over 40. I wanted this night to be great. So I took a little blue pill about an hour before I got there. I was already half hard just from thinking about her and my dick rubbing against my shorts. We laid on the bed, talking about old times and she brought up my 30 seconds fuck the night we first did it. We had a great laugh. But the. Swarthmore and some mumbling about alcohol and college. Sylvia solved it by suggesting we go to my dorm room for a beer. Mr. Swarthmore could see where Drew lived, what his environment was like, and get a better feel for Anthony. We agreed, and headed for the dorm. Sylvia went to get us drinks from the lounge while we guys went to my room. Out of habit I immediately stripped to my jockeys; Mr. Swarthmore looked puzzled. “It’s the uniform of the dorm. Guys wear underwear or go naked. It’s just. Janka leaned forward and pressed her pretty face against Cai's crotch, then I heard her inhale deeply through her nose. Cai let out an exultant sigh and moved her hands to stroke Janka's hair. "Good, good, good," she whispered. Janka gave a slight nuzzle, then leaned back. Her eyes were watery with tears and she had an empty, defeated stare, but something compelled her to continue. She leaned forward again and kissed the jean material covering Cai's pussy, then looked up as if to see. She looks around but does not see any pictures of a wife or k**s. The guy kneels in front of Mira. He moves Mira's skirt up to her thighs to clean the cuts. As he is cleaning her cuts. Mira opens her legs just a bit. Hoping that he will check in peek at her panties. Which he does. His eyes are moving between the cuts and her panties. After he finishes cleaning the cuts, he puts a band-aid on them. He pats her on the thigh one time but the second time he leaves his hand there. The man says to.