He smiled to himself thinking they were not only in the dog house for coming home at three in the morning roaring drunk but were suffering a hangover ...t least as bad as was his.After introductions were made to Abigail and Amanda Jim got hugs from Ann and Jennifer Fielding. They moved to the outside deck of the resort where coffee was served. After about thirty minutes of coffee on the deck overlooking the river waitresses brought out a huge country breakfast. Everyone visited quietly while they. And then it happened.With about 15 minutes left before my date with Palmela, the most beautiful brunette I had ever seen strolled in. She had long brown hair that was curled at the ends.She was nicely tanned.Way better than any bottle or tanning bed could ever do. Her breasts had to at least be D's...perhaps double D's... she wore a black sundress and sunglasses and when she walked past I shot a glance at her backside. I could tell there was a thong separating each of her lovely, firm ass. “But your father insisted we make bacon today. I don’t know why, he won’t tell me.” Then my dad patted the seat next to him and said, “Please Brian, sit down, you must be starving after having such a fierce nightmare.” “Nightm-” “Yes,” Mom cut me off. “All that rattling you did sure kept us up, and it must have been a horrible nightmare.” Mom looked at me deeply when she said nightmare. “Oh yeah, it was terrible. I thought someone had driven me over while I was sleeping.” “The bacon will make. I looked into his eyes as I licked and sucked his cock dry which was surprisingly still hard.Daddy grabbed my wrist and spun me toward the couch. As I fell to my back, daddy pulled my knees apart and buried his face in my sopping, wet snatch. Daddy finger – fucked me while he sucked my clitoris and it wasn t long before I clamped my legs together tightly around his head.I screamed that I was cumming as I ejaculated a stream of cum all over his hand. A little blood trickled down the crack of my.