The muscles in her own body were as taut as how strings as she reacted involuntarily to the maddening fondling of Carlos' hand on her. She jerked as o...e of his hands left her breasts to trail a slow, teasing path down the soft, unresisting belly and insert itself into the elastic band of her panties, teased thrillingly at the pubic hair raising from the vee of her crotch. It played for a moment and suddenly curled down into the moist, ready slit between her legs, the nail scraping gently at the. Being from a culturally diverse area like Miami, we have a mix of Caucasian, Cuban-American, Indian-American and Arab-American players. Soccer is a much more popular sport in Latin American and Middle Eastern cultures. So, our team has some very strong ethnic players. I had gotten to know most of the mothers and players from going to the first few games. and I became especially good friends with an Indian woman named Banee. Her son, Dhyan, is a striker and even at just sixteen years old he's. Moms not overly religious or anything but she's always at church on Sunday, which means I was always at church on Sunday when I still lived with her. And that's where Ray comes in.I've known Ray since we were both around 5, we've been friends for so long that we think of each other as brothers, though there's no way anyone would ever think it considering Ray's Hispanic and I'm white. But like brothers, sometimes we fight. Even though my life changed a lot when I left my home and went to. Finally my cock head popped in. Stop. That hurts. Go slow. I stopped and let her adjust. Then I slowly worked myself into her shit tube. I was finally all the way in and I stopped again. I could see tears on her cheek but she never told me to stop. I slowly started to move in and out. After a minute she told me I could go faster. A few hard fast strokes and I quickly came in her. My cum load in her butt made it even easier to fuck her there. I stayed hard and kept doing her. Vi started to push.