She was wearing a loose top and shorts, meaning that I had easy access to fondle her tits when kissing her.She raised up from the chair and turned to ...e asking if we should dance - I found some music and we danced close - I squeezed her butt firmly and pushed my rock hard cock against her when we were french kissing. After only one dance she asked if we should take a shower....!? Yes?! We had known each other for a little more than an hour and she undressed in the middle of my living room - I. " he said with just the hint of exhaustion in his voice.There was that pleading tone. "Awwwww, just a little longer?" she begged.Trying to sound firm, he told her, "No, Baby. You said that five minutes ago."She sat up then got up on her knees and turned toward him. Her hands were pressed together against her cheek like she was praying. "Pleaseeee Daddy? The show's almost over."She was so cute. Her little head was cocked to one side, big brown eyes looking up at him. How could he resist? She saw. "Well, I don't know. You know how I am. I worry." She looked at Mom and Dad. "You should know certain things, since I'm dating your son." They don't have to know, Maggie," I told her."Chuck, if something happens, they're going to have to be the ones to deal with you," she said adamantly. She turned back to my parents. "Chuck's my first real boyfriend. He's not my first, if you know what I mean, and not by a long shot. I've never done monogamy before." You've never been in love before, you told. "I think it's only fair that you join me." she said. "Take off your pants." It was in order and one that I was happy to obey, although it was challenging to remove my blue jeans without looking awkward. She was enjoying my discomfort and giggled. My boxer shorts look like a badly made tent the centre pole pushing up against the fabric. "You need to get out of those before you hurt yourself," she said, and I did - quickly. She was right. The way my cock was getting hard, harder than in recent.