She got my attention, though, and I had been whacking off to fantasies with her since I was much younger. Of course, now I don't have to whack off but... I can fuck her for real.I saw down next to her in just my boxer. I put my arm around her, an implied signal that she belongs to me, not the other way around.I leaned forward to kiss her on the lips. She hesitated a split second but reciprocated my kiss. I put my hand behind her head to keep her head still, and passionately kissed my mom.It was. My hand was rubbing her damp spot between her legs. I would have shot my load here and now had I not go very lucky. I felt it coming up, felt that I was going to pop but as made a slight turn with the car, my dick hit part of the cold zipper of my pants which was just enough of a minor shock to stop my load. I thought it was a shame at first but it was much to my benefit.As the road eventually led back to the way we came, we hit red light in the middle of the wood (To this day I don't know why. I got the box out and pinned the ribbon to my breast pocket.Weena put on her dress and then put Patrick into a new outfit. He looked like a miniature Crocodile Dundee, without the hat. She looked at my tie and my shoes. "You'll do. Patrick looks good. I hope he doesn't need to be fed soon." We went downstairs and asked whether we could check out in the afternoon. "By 6" was the laconic response. We got to the church a bit past nine.We greeted the minister and Mr. Swartz. "The girls are off. I told him that I wanted her now and slipped a 20 into his hand. He showed me to a private corner and told me that she would be along momentarily. As he was walking to go get her, I called to him that I wanted her blindfolded. Two minutes later, he returned with her in tow. I saw that she was blindfolded and I thanked the usher. He left the girl with me and left. I told the girl that she was to call me sir at all times and she nodded. I told her that she would remain blindfolded the entire.