Ana grew up in a fairly wealthy family in Guadalajara, and came to the University of Arizona, where we met at the Campus Catholic Center after having ...aught each other's eye at the church services for a few months. I was from a small town in northern Arizona, and was immediately dazzled by her beauty and sophistication. She had seen so much of the world, and I'd never been east of the Mississippi. In turn, Ana had never had a close relationship with an American, and I knew right away that her. She stroked the inside of his cock, hands as light as a feather, fondling it, caressing it, stroking it soothingly. He closed his eyes and let waves of pleasure rush over him, the peaceful warmth which only a sweet girl’s hands can bring to a man. His balls felt a tingling sensation as she cupped them in her hands and played with them.She pushed his legs further apart to be able to fondle his groin more easily. Her fingers lovingly stroked between his legs, behind his balls. He moaned with. His touch was light and gentle. "You have such a beautiful ass." He continued fondling my ass as I felt the head of his cock at my hole again; I was so wet it slid right in. He fucked me faster and harder this time. I felt every inch of his cock as it slid against my g-spot. I moaned and bounced back on his cock, forcing him deeper into my pussy. He grabbed me by the hips and pounded my cunt. I put my head down and let him take control of me. His hands kept moving from my hips to my ass,. She has no idea. Wait. It gets better." Jen, your bra looks a little tight. I'd better check it out. Grandpa Bob will assist me. Come over to us please."I stand in front of where they're sitting. My father reaches out and cups my right breast, feeling all over my bra. He puts his fingers inside the cup to feel how much room is in there. Grandpa Bob does the same with my other breast; so now they both have their fingers and part of their hands inside my bra cups. I know they can't help it but.