Carolyn drew back and searched her daughter's eyes. Both females werearoused and breathing hard from french kissing. "Sharon...honey...you're in l...ve with me, aren't you, Sweetie?" Shesmiled reassuringly and gave Sharon an encouraging nod. "In love withMommy, hmmm?" Her voice thick with pleasure, 13-year-old Sharon managed to say,"Yes." "Yes, what, Sweetheart? I want to hear you say it." She smiled sowarmly that her daughter just melted inside. "Yes, Mom," Sharon confessed. " I am. "Taking the bottom of her t-shirt in each hand she raised her arms and pulled it over her head, her perfect breasts bouncing free merrily; they were beautiful, the rosy, puckered tips of them almost begging to be licked, sucked and nibbled on. Again not hesitating, Mike also pulled his t-shirt over his head revealing a broad muscular chest with a light smattering of hair and a marvelous six pack. "I think you're right."Standing to remove her jodhpurs, with Mike on his knees, her pierced navel. Jill had been so lost in her thoughts that she’d not heard my car park on the driveway or my key in the lock. “Where have you been? I’ve been worried sick. You didn’t answer any of my calls or texts. You scared me something terrible.”I don’t know where it came from, and I wasn’t proud of it, but someone inside me said, “So mission accomplished then.”Jill’s face was a strange mix between anger and contrition, contrition just about winning out by a narrow head. “I guess maybe I deserved that, at. "Aren't you forgetting something?" I asked.She got a sheepish look on her face. Fully turning around, she sauntered back until she was standing right in front of my chair, looking me in the eyes. A smile peeked out as she leaned in to give me a kiss. Then she threw her arms around my neck and hugged me. "Thank you, Daddy," she whispered ever so softly in my ear."Any time, Princess," I whispered back.And with that she was back out the door like a shot.Her place, however, was taken moments later.