Did you move your hips against him suggestively right then knowing I was watching or was it just a response to feeling his hard cock against your bell...? Whichever, I saw you grind yourself into Jim and then saw his response as he bent then raised your chin and kissed you. I moved Milly around so she could see Jim kissing you, your hips bucking against him. I wanted there to be no misunderstandings on anyone's part. Milly kissed me on the neck first then brushing her lips over my face continued. I'm jealous of you son and I'm so proud ofyou at the same time for following your heart and becoming the woman ofyour dreams." Are you really?" I asked."Am I really what?" he asked. "Proud of you for doing what I was tooafraid to do myself? Yes, Son. I'm proud of you. The real question thatbegs to be asked is whether or not I'm proud of myself and the answeris...No. I'm not proud of myself. Its not a secret between the two of usthat I just got off on lighting your cigarette for you. For crying. My thighs trembled a little at the sound of her sexy laugh and before I knew it – we were pussy to pussy in the tiny shower. She reached down and cupped my ass with both her hands as I ran my fingers through her long dark hair. I decided to take control as I asked her, “How would you like my tongue flicking your clit?” She moaned softly and I thought for a minute she would say “no” but her pussy betrayed her thoughts as she thrust her hips to meet mine. I dropped to my knees in the shower and. I didn't mind playing the Daddy andshe didn't mind playing the Indian Princess. We played baseball butmore frequently basketball, hopscotch, jacks, hide and seek and ofcourse tag. Like I said we spent a lot of time together.I have to admit that initially it was confusing having two youngteens in the same house with the same name. Step-mother refused tocall me by anything other than my given name and that resulted in acouple of embarrassing situations. Dad and Ashley called me Coop andI could.