Merry ran her tongue along with Eliza’s as she held her close making her lips continue to make contact with Eliza’s. She made the kiss last as long as she could before she pulled away to breathe once more. Her hold on Eliza was not released since she did not want to let go of her daughter. This was the closest that she had been to her rebellious teen in ages. And so she wanted more of it, so much more of it. In heavy breathy tone she asked this, “Eliza, will you make love with me?”<br/><br/>This was a step that she had taken with her son and with Maria after her birthday but she had never had the chance with Eliza. And now that she had her this close she wanted it so bad. There was that rising ache building up between her legs as she moved in for kiss along her cheek up to her ear where Merry licked her ear lobe before she sucked on it as well.<br/><br/>Taking things too far too fast was a concern but if she was turned down then she would more than understand. She would continue to hold her and kiss her occasionally here on the bed that she shared with her husband and anyone who felt as though they needed to be with her.