The look pleased him.“Please don’t shock me,” was the first thing she said.It was a good start.“Of course not,” he said. “I don’t *want*...to shock anyone. I’m not trying to hurt you. I’m just doing what it takes to keep us all safe.”She wanted to believe him, he could see.“I didn’t take off any more of your clothes than I had to,” he said. “See? You’ve still got your crew skirt and your panties.”She looked down at them, and back up at him. “Thank you,” she said, with genuine gratitude.“Thank. "William, you caaaan't fuuuck your mother" I moaned.He replied, "I don't want you to be my mother, I want you to be my wife". I was totally confused. I couldn't believe what he had just said. I couldn't believe what was happening. My son's first time would be with his mother, and he wanted me to be his wife???. Still, I felt an overpowering sense of sexual excitement that I couldn't deny and thought, once, just this once, I'd let him fuck me. I don't know which of us was most surprised when I. I would touch myself, seeing in my mind, him looking at me while I squeezed my boobs and rub myself between my legs. My orgasm usually goes on and on, leaving me spent and sweaty. I don't know what is about him, he's not handsome or rich, in fact he's rough and gross, possibly smelly too. But I always look out for him when I pass by, and if I see him, I know I will frig myself silly just as soon as I get home, all the time thinking about what he would actually do to me if he was really. She was beautiful. She was wearing a white sheath gown with a large bright, royal blue veil. She looked very grown and regal like the princess I felt she is.Next was Tommy with April. April's gown was also the same white sheath with a bright, leaf green veil. They made a fantastic couple with their height allowing them to look older than their thirteen years!I could feel tears already flowing down my cheeks as George formally motioned for all to stand as Ralph escorted my bride down the aisle..