Moaning softly, he slid his hands down to her buttocks and gently pressed her against his groin.She pulled out of the kiss. "Hon, we might ought to fi...ish this later." Lord," he released her, "I'm sorry." His cheeks were burning. "I didn't mean to --" Jack." Yes?" Have you always blushed this much?"He shook his head. "I think I might be going through a mid-life crisis."Grinning, she feather kissed his lips. "May I go through it with you?"He nodded. "I'd like that very much."Mid-way through. Uncle George married her at sixteen and even now at thirty-one she was a beauty. My mother was now just thirty-six, like my father but she looked a lot older. I couldn’t help but wonder if it was all because Aunt Grace had slaves to do her housework for her and that my mother had to do it all by herself.As I lay there Connie came in with Ruth right behind her. The two girls were both fourteen and the conversation went directly to sex. Connie wanted to know if I had ever done it and I told her. After the email, I went to bed..but was pleasantly surprised to see a reply note from her in the morning. She gave me her Yahoo chat id, and much to my surprise she was online at the time. We started chatting, and immediately hit it off. She was a bit formal, but we quickly realized we had a lot in common…sharing not only an affinity for fantasies, but many shared travel experiences as well. The chat grew a bit more erotic, and she explained that her husband and her had decided to be more open. You could cause an accident going out like that." Thanks, Mom. Do you think I look sexy?" Definitely! Maybe we should go out and buy you some new play outfits," Lani suggested. Patrick would probably have a heart attack if he saw his daughter dressed like that and Danny already had enough lewd thoughts floating around in his mind. She didn't want her son to start having lewd thoughts about his sister too."That would be neat, Mom. Maybe you could buy some play outfits for yourself also.".