I groaned and my cock pulsed as stream after stream gushed out. When I finally stopped I dropped to my knees and gasped for breath.I came out and Car...l stuck her head out. Her face and hair were covered in cum and she had a big smile on her face. She walked out like that and we drove home.The wedding day finally came. The weather was warm and the smell of spring was in the air. The chapel was small and intimate. The chaplain said all the right things. We had limited the number of guests. Visala is an Indian girl. Her mother has gone missing and she lives with her father Vikram. Vikram is a raging alcoholic who is verbally abusive towards Visala. Visala has sex with Julie to cope. Visala is a lesbian, when Julie is a bisexual. She shoves a big glass dildo inside of herself constantly. She also spanks Julie and watches her ass jiggle. She is sexually attracted to disgusting things. She watches a porn site with a morbidly obese man piercing his genitals while women piss on him.. "Better. College cheerleader," she said with a smile. She licked her lips clean and kissed me on the forehead.Better than I'd dreamed.After a long shower, I came down to breakfast to find Mom frying bacon as if this was the most normal breakfast we'd ever had."Morning, Mom," I said, hugging her. "Thanks." For what, sweetheart? That blowjob?" she laughed. "No, thank you. That was quite a treat first thing in the morning." Glad you feel that way," I said, continuing to hug her but squeezing her. Any person can fall for her looks.. So seductive and tempting… She clearly knows how to keep a person in control. Slowly we became close as her daughters used to ask me doubts in their studies and I used to clarify them daily at night times as soon as I come from my college. My luck is her husband works on a night shift which made her job very easy to make me her little slave. She used to ask me all questions related to college, education, career and how she dreams about shaping her kids.