As I was only eighteen, my dad was a little dubious about me wearing such a revealing dress. My firm boobs were spilling over the top slightly. My lon..., dark hair was wavy and loose and she’d paid for us to have make-up done. I looked a lot older than eighteen and had been getting lots of attention from my new brother-in-law's friends. During the day I hadn't been able to take my eyes off Oliver. I’d always had a bit of a crush on him and on the day of the wedding he looked gorgeous. I’d met. When I wokeup morning she didn't talk me .After bathing she gone another room means she didn't wear saree infront of me.when she came after wearing saree ,I called her mom u looking beautiful in this red saree.she replied happily nd gone in kitchen.when I gone after sometime in kitchen,I was noticed her butts from back but she covered her cleavage . Today she changed her behaviour.Fourth day,we were eat chicken nd same condition as first I eat lots of onion .we completed our dinner nd gone to. I slid down and ate the first pussy of my life. She was immediately in a string of orgasms, which made me proud.Eventually she pushed me away and I kissed my way back up to the lips.We fucked pussy to pussy.Several minutes after our last orgasms she asked, “How do you feel about this?”“I want more. Much more.”“You may have as much as you want for as long as you want. I was in love with you when we first met. I had hoped my son would marry you so I would have you close to me. This is better than. I get a small peak of her pussy.I pick up the hairbrush. Put my hand on her lower back I wait a few seconds.SWAT. I feel her recoil.SWAT, SWAT, SWAT as I alternate from one bun to the other.SWAT, SWAT, SWAT. I continue until I begin to see a little pink tinge on her moon shaped rear.“I don’t want to hear anything like that from you ever again.” I say firmly.“You won’t. I am really sorry” she says softly.As I release my hand, she turns around. Her hair is disheveled and covering part of her.