She was was wearing a red saree with red blouse and I can see her navel her big boobs were quite attractive, I wanted to hug her at that moment itself...and kiss her till my last breath anyhow she had tasty chicken and sweet which we had after cake cutting and sat with the red wine facing each on sofa.After having two three sips of red wine her cheeks color changed to red and wanted to kiss her and embraced anyhow we started talking I put down the topic as the first time when I had touched her. With at least one to three hours head start, we pushed the horses hard, hoping to close as much of the gap as we could. After an hour of running the horses hard, the trail was easy to follow and we had to slow down to deal with their countermeasures. While they had been clever in hiding their numbers, trying to shake off would-be followers, there were subtle signs that helped us stay on course. As we continued towards the forest, the trail was becoming fresher. This meant that we were catching. This made the salve nervous as she was aware he was probably watching her from some where. She was made to stand in the same position for at least twenty minutes and her legs were really getting sore and cramped, she had not moved a muscle apart from blinking. Then she could hear his footsteps coming down the hall, getting closer. He appeared in front of her with what looked like a small old fashioned oven lighter in his hand, and also her favourite paddle. He brought his fingers up to her. After a glass of water, and after some encouragement, I confessed to her. She sat next to me, her short satin kimono straining to hold everything inside.Dolly didn't laugh, didn't make fun of, she took it all very seriously. She explained what hormones were, what they were causing and how this was all very natural, nothing to be worried about. Yes, it sure was odd being aroused by your own mother, but this was all part of growing up. Then she leaned back a little, pushing her tits even more.