A tongue kiss is one breathtaking experience. And we were at it for 3-5 min when my hand instinct reached out and touched her boobs. I just rubbed her... boobs with my hands. She was jolted for sec, opened her eyes wild and would have probably broken then, if it hadn’t been sucked by me. I was sucking her tongue when I touched her boobs. She was shocked but dint remove my hand. Instead , she put her hand on top of mine and squeezed it. She wanted to convey that I had to squeeze her boobs.. And I. He smiled as he told me no as I was of age. Michelle came back dressed in a respectful top and blue jeans and her cowgirl boots. She went to John and asked if this was better. John hugged her as he said, ”Much better princess.”John asked us where or what we wanted to eat. Michelle yelled out pizza. John looked to me and I shook my head yes. We drove to a fairly new pizza place which John’s company had built. It was a charming cozy place with your standard tables and pizza decor and full of. “I thought you said you were going to drink that slow?”Lori looked at the glass, acting surprised that it was empty. “Huh!” She smiled, “Guess you’ll have to make me another one.” Dill also got a kiss on the cheek.As Tim helped Lori continue with the food, Dill proceeded to make another drink for his mom. Always meticulous, Dill carefully measured each ingredient. He was pouring the vodka (he figured half of what he added last time) when Jake reached over and pushed the bottom of the bottle. My husband was away on military service; why did shit always happen when the man of the house was not around for support. Though, in this case, as it turned out, it was probably just a well he wasn’t around. I lay there for some time, the vision of my two daughters fucking firmly fixed in my mind, my emotions screaming at me. After a while I became aware of a new emotion tugging at the corners of my consciousness; normally, a not altogether unwelcome one, but in the circumstances...suddenly I.