We were from the groom side, but the ladies from the bride side were dressed in ultra modern dresses as per the size of town and the society in which ...he ceremony was being performed. Some of them were looking out-of-place and the one that was standing out was the one in a red saree with a golden back less blouse. I had seen such ladies on TV or pics as models but never in real life. Even though it was winter but she was bold enough to wear it without any woolens over it and was exposing her. Why not? Mike told me he was gonna take you. So he didn't after-all? Then he was lying, wasn't he?' Isn't that what she's gonna say to you?" I 'spose..." So ... we're going to keep that from happening. When your mom asks about you going to my church, you're gonna tell her 'yes' and when she asks you to tell her about it, you're gonna tell her what it was like, and you won't have any problems because you'll be telling her the truth..." I don't care! I don't want to go to your fucking church!". When I first read the mother son ones I was immediately hooked, and since I thought my mom was attractive, (44, size 36D breasts and a curvy figure, I was 20 athletic body and a 7.5 inch dick with some girth to it), began looking at her differently.Needless to say I kept this only as fantasy since my father was still alive and fantasy was good enough as a young man, and since I had a girlfriend who loved sex, left it as masturbation material.Near the wnd of my senior year of high school, my. " Mira tried to ignore the surge of guilt just saying those words sent spinning through her. She wanted to take them back, to deny her feelings, to stay true to her husband, but the need clamoring in her veins wasn't listening. The hot, needy throb between her thighs was too demanding to allow her to take it back. "Please, Hunter. Please fuck me."Hearing her say those words, words he'd dreamed of in the deepest hours of the night had his heart pounding. He lifted her into his arms, barely.