We finally got to our house and inside the front door, but our progress stopped right there. Jacob couldn't wait. He grabbed me and pushed me back against the door as he kissed me again. I whimpered like a kitten into his mouth, savoring the taste of his tongue. I found the zipper of his shorts at the same time he grabbed the bottom hem of my dress and roughly pulled it upwards, forcing me to raise my arms so he could yank it off me. Now I stood before him in nothing but a sodden pair of bikini panties.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted to see those t**s, Mom," he growled with lust.
His hands cupped and squeezed my boobs, making the ache in my p***y go deeper with every touch. My panties were so wet by now it felt like I peed in them, and it only got worse -- or better -- when Jacob
