My juices were leaking through the shorts and wetting her fingertips. I started kissing her neck and pulled out her breast gently from her dress. I ki...ssed her down to her nipple, making it hard with my tongue, making her moan, and telling me how much she liked it. My other hand slid under her dress. I started caressing her thigh and sliding up to her vagina. I hesitated at first, but she moved in closer so my fingers could slide up and down around her wet vagina. It felt so nice. She was. Duh ... virgin? Was she ready for something more than necking on the sofa? Because if I spent two or three hours snogging with her, I was definitely going to want to do more. My response was delayed long enough for her to notice and her face fell."Great idea," I said with more enthusiasm than I wanted to have. I mean, I did want to, but... "shall I make some tea while you're finding something to pretend to watch?"She bounced over the two paces between us, grabbed my head and fastened her lips. In fact that's all she ever wore to bed. Cotton pajamas in warm weather and flannel pajamas in cool weather."Good morning," I said finally.She didn't respond. Instead my mom crossed her arms over her chest and glared at me."Don't you have anything sexier to wear than those old pajamas?" I thought I was being sociable but Mom didn't take it that way."What I wear to bed is none of your goddamned business. Now get out of here," she ordered.I could tell Mom was pissed. She never used strong. With a grunt he levered the recliner to its normal position and pulled up his pants, fully aware that his erection was lewdly visible beneath. He didn't even bother to wipe the lube from his hand, instead covering the door handle with it when he jerked it open."What?" He said annoyed and then opened his eyes to see his daughter Jackie standing in the afternoon sun. "Oh, baby, what are you doing here?"Jackie, seven months pregnant and burning up from the late summer heat, stared back at her.