Try to find a way out of the living room.
From Create Your Own Story
You continue to hold down her short dress while she grinds her bare cunny against your raging cock.
You have to get out of there before it gets even further out of hand.
Sweeping your hands down her back, you flatten her play dress and tuck as much of it under her butt as is possible. Unfortunately being the undersized garment that it is, it doesn't give you much to work with. All the same, with your hands now against her ass you don't think you're touching any skin. Well, besides having your cock against her pussy of course.
Speaking of which, Jess is still rocking her pelvis against you. You buck back slightly and lean your head forward to get her attention. You mouth the words "hold me". She looks confused and glances back at Heather but hopefully she'll figure it out quickly.
You roll yourself forward off the couch, keeping Jessie tight against your legs and your chest as your feet hit the ground. At first she tries to throw her arms around your neck but you shake her off. If she is reaching that high then this isn't going to work. After a moment she latches onto your shirt and wraps her legs around your hips. You take that as your cue to finish standing.
Jess hangs low on your body with your arms stretched down as far as they'll go while still supporting her ass. Your rock hard penis is still pressed firmly against her cunny. You hope like hell that the dress is covering both of you.
You take a step forward. Jessie's slit slides against you, shaking your confidence and increasing your arousal. You can't help but look down. Jess is literally hanging from you and you can see down between your bodies. That damn poofy dress has somehow flattened against her body, so much so that your dick is staring back up at you. Worse yet, you can see the floor beyond that. You don't know what the back looks like but you swear your hands are only touching fabric. Or are they? You're becoming less and less confident of everything.
After the first hesitant step you take another and inadvertently block Heather's view of the television. It doesn't matter. You can't stop now. Just keep going.
"Are you two going to go have some fun?" The words fall dead from Heather's mouth. She has to know something.
