. how would they feel on her flesh ... her breasts ... her... But though his hands moved close to her breasts and her crotch, they did not make direc... contact; at least not yet.This was fantastic, he told himself. Her eyes were closed, her face a picture of sensual pleasure; her head tipped back slightly as he continued with this fairly platonic body massage. He could feel her skin through her clothes: soft in some ways, yet firm; nice and warm, almost hot; not too bony, but just right. He was. ”“This place is important to her,” Arthur remarked.“Yeah,” Adam replied, “it did give her comfort while you were away. I know Kara came here as a girl so it’s important to her sense of place and community, even though she’s relinquished her faith.”“Your mom’s name is Gloria?” Arthur asked.“Yes, that’s right.”Two middle-aged men entered the church and approached them. Adam assumed one was Karl -- his face was a masculine version of Kara’s. “I hope this is the right place,” he said.Adam. We then came out to shallow water, where the water level is till our knees. I hold her from her back and took her ample breasts in both of my hands and started fondling. She was enjoying that move and after few seconds she extended her hand and took my dick and adjusted between her two legs in such way that it touches her pussy through her wet transparent pant. I was moving my pelvic to give her extra pleasure while playing with her boobs and then we started kissing again.After sometime, she. She stared at the couple, as they fucked without the slightest hesitation or fear of being watched.Betsy thought her first time would be most memorable and dramatic. In part she was right but not in the expected way she had hoped. Betsy reasoned staying a virgin until her second year of college was something special and then losing her virginity would be one of the most memorable events of her life. It was memorable, but looking back on that night twenty years later, she realized it was nothing.