So… why did I get the feeling there was something going on between us? I won’t deny that I was really looking forward to Thanksgiving. Just being... able to be with her was good for my ego. What I wasn’t so sure of was what kind of reception I would get from her family. I didn’t want to embarrass them and have to explain what I was doing hanging around with their daughter or granddaughter. We didn’t exactly travel in the same social circles. Georgette called me the Tuesday before Thanksgiving.. I started to kiss her inner walls at first, to tease her, come close to her pussy, blow some air into it and just trace it with the my tongue for a couple of seconds for her to squirm in excitement and go to the other leg.She was impatient, she didn’t want the tease no more and she tried pulling my head towards her pussy. I gave a mild resistance but gave in quickly to eat her. I traced her pussy lips with my tongue initially for her to enjoy the pleasure completely oooh, varun it feels. I was so excited to share her with Dad. This would be so hot for us to be both fucking her. Just pounding her hard.Her ass jiggled. She had a plump rump. My futa-cock throbbed, aching to be in her mommy-butt. I would fuck her so hard. My balls tightened, that new load of cum brimming inside of them. I rolled my shoulders, my excitement mounting with every step.“So, how do we do this?” Mom asked, sounding a little unsure.“Never watched porn?” I asked her.“No.”“Oh.” Dad just gave me an. Her boyfriend left her and she got really depressed.” “There is a reason for that,” her mother said, putting her needle down, “The boyfriend didn’t care for the girl, so why would he stay around to be burdened with a child if he didn’t care for her?” “So that’s why I should wait for marriage?” Brenda asked, still looking at her mother’s hands. “You should wait until you’re in a stable and loving relationship that can take anything,” Brenda’s mother corrected, “Because sex can change.