Your hands can only handle massaging my nipples between your fingersas I throw my head back in passion, your head goes forward enough to look over my ...houlders down to where your hands are under my tight suit, massaging my hardening tits. My louder moans let you know I am enjoying your groping and kisses.You see my hands reaching back to make a backward hug and pull you tighter to my backside. My hands on your waste, I can still feel your rising enthusiasm through the material of our swim. But I’m really worried that he might not take it slow and be gentle on our first time. I was wondering if you would make love to me tonight and be my first?’ Well, I was sitting down so I couldn’t fall over but I really couldn’t say anything for a minute or so. ‘Um, Alexis, you can’t be serious. I mean I’m so much older and you’re my granddaughter. You really can’t mean it, honey.’ ‘But I do. I’ve thought about it for weeks, I know what I want and I know you’ll be caring and loving and it’ll be. “I don’t mean an example for him to follow. I mean an example of the proper role of women in the household!” my mother said sternly. She wasn’t going to entertain any moments of levity. Randy was grinning and checking us out but said nothing. Charlie was staring at my daughter’s butt and boobs but trying to act like nobody would notice.“That’s just it, Gramma,” Jessie said. “They are never going to be proper role models. They weren’t before they started training either. They were lazy and. Her eyes were inviting and she had a very pleasant smile. She’s very soft spoken while Kumar had a good sense of humor and very open in his conversation. Though I was convinced that they are genuine couple, somewhere in the corner of my mind, I was asking myself if it’s true and if I should trust these strangers and follow them blindly. My lust turned out to be stronger than my logic and I decided to go ahead with my gut feel. Though I was picking up the tab that night, Kumar was very diligent.