Her blank eyes seemed to be staring at the corner of the ceiling. I pushed my boxers down to my feet leaving my wiry thin body completely naked. My pu...ple erection throbbed. I reached down and threw her robe over her back. My mouth hung open and I stared at her sweet, naked, fatty ass. "Mother...," I growled in a low voice. I reached down and spread her soft round cheeks open wide with both my palms. Her pink, pulsing vagina was wet and waiting."Call me Karen," she whimpered in a weak. ” “I’m Heather. Perhaps we should hold the next Pride committee there.” There was general amusement. Apparently that was the reason they had come to the bar: to make arrangements for the Pride event with George. “On a Tuesday.” Peels of laughter. “Aww, I think he looks quite cute”, Kimberly offered and patted Boi on the head. Boi tilted his head to one side and gave her a quizzical look with big brown eyes. This led to a second round of story telling. Kimberly explained that though she was. It was right there and right out in the open. Once Dad made up his mind, he got right down to business.It was late on the Saturday morning before the fourth of July and I’d just come home from swimming laps at the Y. Mom’s car was gone so I figured she was out shopping, probably with Sherry. I wanted to get the lawn mowed before it got too hot, so I was walking down the hallway on my way to my room to change into shorts and an old T-shirt when I heard noises coming from the family room down in. I want you dear. Just say yes”. I was waiting for her to answer. After about 5 mins she said yes. I was overjoyed. I fucked her again.February 28, 2015. The day we got married. She took me to a temple as she wanted us to get married by Hindu customs. She was wearing the silk saree I brought for her looking more and more beautiful. I removed her old mangalsutra and tied a new one. We were now complete.I took her to her place and when I was about to kiss her she stopped me and said “patience.