Her hands reached around to cup the back of Marcus's head, a small moan of satisfaction pressed out against his lips.<em>Yes, this is what she had needed since this morning..</em>As he cupped her ass, she brought a hand down to hike up the back of her dress, allowing him to go under it if he so pleased. The encounter was made all the more exciting that somebody could walk around the corner at any minute, not that it would be a bad surprise if her family did decide to come find them..<br/><br/>Rissa  flicked her tongue against her dad's, savoring his taste- toothpaste with a bit of smoke- before rocking back against his hands. She moved her palms to press against his chest, clenching the fabric of his shirt in her fists. All she could think at this point was,<em>"damn I'm glad I wore a dress..."</em>