It was Thanks Giving. My girl 's mob invited me over to their house to fete. Since it 's my first time going there, I decided to go all out and bought a lot of things for her family. Yes, it 's an effort on my part to ingrain my lady friend 's parents but what the heck right ?

Though I did n't really remember all the matter I bought them, I did call up buying them a nursing bottle of champagne and four six-packs. I heard from my lady friend that her father was quite the drinker. While the man did not always drink, when he did he can fine-tune twelve cans of beer like they 're water system. Or so my girlfriend said.

jemmy, my girlfriend 's beginner, was very charge up to see all the stuff I 'd gotten them, especially the hard drink. His wife, my girlfriend 's mother, did n't share her husband 's ebullience. She gave me a slightly disapproving look when she greeted me at the door.

'' He 's going to get drunk. '' she had said. `` If he passed out, you are carrying him. ``

'' Do n't worry, Mrs. Arnold Palmer. '' I remember giving her a playful smile.

Erica Palmer, my lady friend 's mother, had a lot of things in rough-cut with her daughter. For one, she has the like tincture of blonde hair as my girl does. Her olfactory organ is sharp along the bridge but round at the tip. Her eyes are emerald green like her daughter'and she has wax back talk that a man would have it away to kiss.

She had the same altitude and built as her daughter and from the back, she looked almost like her. Erica is an astoundingly exchangeable carbon copy of Rachel, my girlfriend. No, expect. Actually, it 's the early way around but you get the pointedness. The reason why I 'm describing her is because all that 's going to pass has everything to do with that.

Anyways, I took a fundament at the table and talked to Rachel 's beginner. The man had a slightly porky frame, with a beer belly and the firm interest for football. Since I played a bit when I was in luxuriously school, we had a commons topic to speak about during the dinner.

During the meal, beers were served and bubbly was poured into grandiloquent methamphetamine. We all drank a lot then. Rachel, being the spoilt imbiber among us all, was the number 1 to make up. She held her mitt up as she wobbled her way upstairs to her bedroom.

The following to give up was Erica. She was giggling as she sauntered off, telling us male child to not stay up too late. Rachel 's sire did not heed his married woman 's advice as he kept me with him till way past midnight, talking nonstop about football. It took him another two minute, and three more cans of beer to finally let him swag over.

While I am a strong drinker and can retain my alcohol really well, I did not come out of there unhurt. I was feeling really tipsy and the flooring seemed to be moving underneath my feet Sir Thomas More than I 'd ever experience. Regardless, I still had sufficiency bodily manipulate to actually haul the man up.

Going up the stairs to the bedroom with him semi-unconscious was inconceivably unsufferable, especially not with me being so tipsy. So, I went for the next best thing. I dropped the man on the couch and pose my jacket over him.

Then, I went up to encounter my girlfriend 's way. You have to think back that this is my first gear metre coming over to my girl 's home. I 'd never been to her room ever so I was n't sure which threshold leads to her room.

I tried the closest door and found a bath behind it. Then, I tried the next one. Voila, there she was, laying on her side, facing away from me. Or so I thought.

She was wearing only a underbodice and her undies. She was not covering herself with the mantle so her half-naked physical structure was in full sight for me to see.

My eyes lingered perversely on her stave ass. Then, it went to the bare shoulders that begged to be touched. Her hair fell to the side and revealed her deliciously kissable neck. My turncock grew hard and before I knew it, it had become unbearably painful being trapped inside my pants.

I closed the door, the light from the hallway no longer illuminating the woman I thought was my girlfriend. It did n't matter to me then. I had seen my girlfriend plenty enough to know how she looked like even in the dark. Or so I thought !

No longer capable to contain my libido, I pulled my pants and briefs down. My surd cock sprang out and stood rigidly like a freaking fleur-de-lis perch. I pulled my t-shirt over my nous and then climbed on top of the bed.

'' Hey, baby girl. '' I cooed as I massaged her shoulder. She seemed to arouse slightly from her quietus before letting out what sounded like a pleasured gasp.

Taking the speech sound she made as a signal of approval, I moved in on her. I rolled her to her back and then straddled her breadbasket. She did n't push me away and instead moaned as if she had wanted me to do more than than just massaging her shoulder.

A smile crept along my face. My hands slipped down her berm and along her waistline before sliding back up under her singlet and cupping her piano strong breasts. She squirmed against my touch and began to breath heavily. I could barely make out her captivating green oculus under the pale Sun Myung Moon light that filtered through the blinds.

Pleading. Her center were pleading for me to do more.

I squeezed and kneaded her full moon boob. My fingers played with her obviously raise mammilla. Soon, no longer capable to stand the cloth between her and me, I pulled her camisole over her head. Her silklike hair spilled over the pillow she 's sleeping on.

I bent down and took one of her teat into my oral fissure. At the Same time, my fingers ensured the other one was given the Lapp amount of tending. moan and yelps punctuated the sultry silence of the room.

Once her mammilla had been thoroughly tongued, I went to her other nipple and gave it the Saami treatment. A minute of lapping her slit was all it took to stimulate the cleaning woman under me wordlessly begging in soft velvety gasps.

'' Do you like that ? '' I breathed into her ear and felt her point nodded. `` Let 's get you wet. ``

I slid down her consistency. Along the way, I planted kisses on her smooth belly at every I inch until I reached her umbilicus. Then, I peeled her undies away, revealing a dessert smell out pussy with quite a bit of a bush on it. I was confused at that moment, wondering how my lady friend was able to regrow her os pubis so quickly, but my thoughtfulness was stopped by the carnal plea coming from the top.

'' Please. '' she mewled.

I pushed her luscious creamy thighs apart to have access over her woman and then nuzzled her scratch with my nose. I took a late breath, taking in her musky scent. With my finger's breadth peeling her labia to the side, I began kissing her pussy. It started with a serial of ignite mass. Gradually, the kissing intensified until it was a full-blown shuffling out session.

My natural language pushed into her wet salty opening. I pushed it as deep as I could go before licking her inside in a come-hither apparent movement. I could feel the ridge of her g-spot as I glided the tip of my spit along the cap of pussy. My lips suckling on her soft pussy sassing, making for sure none of her girly juice was wasted.

She moaned and cried in staring pleasure. I could secernate she covered her sass with her hands as the dessert disturbance coming out of her go muffled. Her attempt to keep herself repose only made me require to make her cry louder.

I plunged two fingers into her pussy. Her pussy took my finger without a problem. And she was soaking wet. If the wetness coating my fingers was n't a clue enough to assure me that she 's enjoying this, the constant contraction of her twat while I finger-fucked her surely was.

I was pretty satisfied with the storey of moisture her pussy was generating and decided it was time to give the deserving pussy something thicker. I climbed back up to her, my lips went straight for hers. She yelped in shock but quickly relaxed back.

Her mouth slowly parted and my tongue took hers. She tasted phenomenal, perhaps way better than she ever was. There 's a slight vanilla extract scent clinging to her hair. Not the usual scented shampoo Rachel would use but I did n't hand too much opinion about it. I was simply too intoxicated by her lips to pass on a rat 's ass about some shampoo scent.

Then, I felt her grab my cock. She stroked me a couple of multiplication before moving my tip until it was right at the ingress of her twat. Without releasing from the candy kiss, I pushed my rose hip against hers.

I immediately felt the opening of her snatch rimmed around the tip of my tool. There was barely any resistance. Her pussy widened and widened until it completely engulfed the principal of my cock. I let out a shivering groan.

With one hand behind her neck and the other raked into her blond hair, I pushed forward. My shaft sank into her like a well greased plunger. I pushed into her all the way to the hilt. I shivered at the sensation of her warm kitty engulfing my entire cock.

I managed to stop myself as I wanted to ease up her some time to adjust. It was n't long as I simply could n't hold back. It had felt heavenly and I needed more. I moved my hips back and forth, my cock sliding in and out of her. Her rather sloshed kitty sucked and milked me splendidly.

I pulled myself away from the candy kiss and we both gasped in the much needed air. Propping myself up on my articulatio cubiti, I began to thrust hard. The sound of wet shape slapping wet flesh echoed in the elbow room. I held on to her tighter, holding her still as my putz drove into her deeply.

She gasped and mewled, groaned and moaned. Each thrust sent her encourage and further up until the headboard stopped her.

Soon, I felt the conversant sensation around my balls. The density, the swelling - indicating the law of proximity of my impending vent. I thrust faster, coaxing her pussy to milk me harder. The balmy flesh of her womanhood tightened around me as if it had wanted me to cum, to slush it with my whiten seeds.

Then, a sudden surge of fluid surged through my urethra. My chunk tightened and my body tensed. A low groan escaped my throat. My prick twitched violently inside her pussy as pulse of cum shot out from my cock.

The tightening of her pussy around my creaming shaft told me that she too was having an orgasm. She hugged me nasty and her legs wrapped around my butt. She let out a feminine cry as her consistence trembled.

I lost all of my forte in that heartbeat and collapsed on top of her. She kept holding me stiff as if she 'd feared I 'd draw out out. We stayed together like that for a piece until the aftershock of our powerful orgasm slowly subsided.

I rolled onto my back and breathed a sigh of talk satisfaction. God, I had never had such a great sex with Rachel before. I slid my arm under her and pulled her to me. The cobbler's last thing I remembered before falling asleep was me spooning her.

When break of the day came and the bright sunlight washed through the subterfuge, the horrible truth was finally revealed. I heard a loud shrieking coming from my incline and I jerked to a wake.

To my speak repugnance, I saw my girl 's female parent, Erica, clutching the cover around her defenseless body, looking like a doe caught in the headlight.

'' What the infernal region ! '' we both snapped as we sprang away from each other. I went too far back until I dropped onto the floor.

'' Why are you here ? '' I asked, while hiding behind the bed.

'' The Lapp question I want to ask you. '' she stuttered. Her face was very pale.

'' I thought this is Rachel 's elbow room. '' I looked around and instantly realized how often of an half-wit I was. The room was obviously the master chamber from the way it was furnished.

'' This is my way. '' the cleaning lady cried.

'' I 'm no-good, Mrs Palmer. I 'm really sorry. '' I picked up my clothes and darted out of the room.

I dressed up as quickly as I could and went down to the living room. Fortunately, Mr. Palmer was still at the same place where I 'd left him. I went straight to the tabular array, grabbed the bottle of bubbly that had warmed, and took a couple of swings.

'' Fuck fuck fuck. '' I muttered to myself. I could never simulacrum myself screwing up to such a catastrophic degree.

Before I planned to stay put a tongue into my kernel to spare myself from the guiltiness and fear, erica came down. She was dressed with the Saami clothes she wore yesterday and she went straight to me.

'' This never happened. '' she hissed with tears in her eyes.

Then, she went on clearing up the table and pretended as if everything was normal.

Rachel came down an time of day later and Mr. Palmer woke up around the Lapp time. true heath by then had cleared up the mess we 've made yesterday and had prepared brunch.

'' Where did you sleep last-place Night ? '' my girlfriend asked curiously, yawning away her grogginess.

I could feel the burning gaze of Erica as if she 's trying to will me not the say the verity. I would n't, of course. `` I slept on the floor. '' I gestured at the carpet.

'' You pitiful thing. You should birth slept with me. '' she rubbed my face.

'' I did n't know where your room is. '' I said guiltily.

That Christmas was the high-risk Yule of my life. erica and I were never on the same favorable terms anymore from that day onward. My only wish from Santa was that Rachel will never find out what really happened on Thanksgiving Nox .