The little red-haired temp gave her a few seconds to recover, then resumed her tongue-lashing. A couple of minutes later the little red- haired temp s...emed to lose concentration, her eyes glazed over, then she moaned and shuddered through an orgasm of her own. A few seconds later she pulled herself together and made to resume pleasuring Claire. That's when she happened to look up and see me watching.In shock, the little red-haired temp sat back on Claire's face, causing muffled protests. I gave. When I was about the same age, I got my own room, too. But usually, I would sleep with Frank, or he would come and sleep with me. We never had pajamas, and it was great to snuggle up together, our bare skin touching all over.Upstairs in our house is Bare Country. We don't have to wear anything, and we all shower and use the bathrooms together. We usually leave our doors open, except in the winter when it's cold and we have the windows open only at night. So, we can hear Mom and Dad making love. He continued to suck hard until the flow drained to a tinkle. Without even thinking or looking his mouth found his mother’s other nipple. A fresh gush of milk filled his mouth. His mother’s legs were now wrapped around Jack’s knee.“Come on, Jack.” she moaned softly. Jack’s cock was throbbing. Unconsciously he started rubbing it against his mother’s thigh through his trousers. He found a rhythm, and continued to suck deeply at his mother’s nipple. Jack decided to test the nipple with his tongue. Now, it was just about that time that I placed my hand on her chest and she said, "I don't think I want you to touch me. It's not right."I said right back at her, "Then why are you pressing your hand into me feeling my dick?"I had caught her in the contradiction. She just stopped and got up. I took her home and like I said, that was three dates too many.But back to my 13 year old encounter with that so cute nymphet or should I have alluded the "Spider Trapping The Fly" (definitely pun intended.