She came looking down with hands holding her saree from front…voice of her anklet was echoing around…Sunita accompanied her…she was just looking...down as a new bride. We both went to court in my car where my layer was waiting for me. Few minutes later they finally agreed to registered our marriage and give us the certificate. I do not know if any mother son did it but for me, I felt I am the first son who is about to be legally married my own mother. After that one of the officials said “Now you. To Riff, the clear fluid that began to drip from between Beth’s distended labia seemed to beckon his penis. He removed the vacuum pump and the cup on her cunt, then mounted her on the bondage table. Her distorted, rubbery cunt lips were slippery with sex fluid. Its sharp, arousing odour assaulted his nostrils and his brain which then excited his penis into the hardest erection he could remember. Riff first tried stabbing Beth’s cunt with his cock head, but the slippery surfaces of her. She massaged them and kissedme, ?My girl is back! Try the dress!?I wiggled into it and Theresa zipped up the back. I was braless and thedress was tight, making my nipples show but the dress also highlightedmy developing figure. Theresa left the room and returned with some red3 inch heels, higher than I had worn yet. I slipped them on and mincedout of the dressing room, hesitatingly to the mirror, I was stunning! Iturned and wheeled on one toe almost in a ballerina move. The heelsmake me. My fingers can wrap down into the insides of your thighs. You give me your look that lets me know that you know what I want. We kiss again and push ourselves into mid-chest high water. God damn, I fucking want you. Our lips are inseparable, our teeth click and clack happily as they make contact. Your arms are around my neck to show me your insistence. We float in the sea flipping over letting the water tease us. I pull you close, which mashes your breasts to my chest. You wrap your legs around.