We separated for a while so that she could remove her t-shirt. Then we resumed our kissing, more passionately now, allowing our tongues to explore eac... other’s mouths. I started squeezing her right boob while supporting her with my left hand. Then I pinched her nipple, and she moaned in the kiss.I separated the kiss and started kissing her neck. This time I allowed both my hands to play with tits. I juggled her tits and pinched her nipples while kissing her neck. Then she pushed me back, and I. She whispered, "I am so wet. I want you Son. I want to feel you inside of me...again." At the reference to the fact she had birthed me made her face red and she hid her face for a second.I moved to the couch, took her hands and helped her rise. She was just a few inches shorter than I was then. I put my hands on the sides of her face like she used to do to me when I was little and whispered "I love you Mom". Then I kissed her lips gently.She was crying softly. I put one hand behind her. This might be a really good thing. Over the next week, the two have lunch together most days, and Brian tells Roger as much as he knows about Jessica and pumps up Roger’s self-confidence.It is set for Friday night. Yes, Mark will have to miss a game night, but when he knows why he will comply. And he does. Wednesday at dinner, Brian presents the invitation to Jessica, who is surprised and overjoyed.Friday night arrives, and after picking up Jessica, Brian and Mark drive to a very nice Italian. ”“Sorry, miss! Thank you, miss.”“That’s more like. Riccardo’s for supper? No speciale just whatever pizza they recommend.“Great!”“OK, I’ll book in a minute. Anyway, see you middayish. I can’t wait.”“I’m pretty excited myself.”“Only pretty?”“Understatement but I wouldn’t want you to get a swollen head.”“Grrr! Goodbye, my Terry.”“Night night, my Grace.”Saturday was a success. Grace made Terry guess at the soup ingredients.“Curry powder.”“Go on.”“Oh come off it, Grace. All sorts of things..