She used to wear only sari, occasionally nighties at home. I and Mom were close, and we used to hangout a lot. I used to take her out for movies and r...estaurants.We were best friends and I used to share everything with my mom. Mom had an average body and looked great in saris. Eventhough she was my mom, I was sexually attracted to her. At first I was feeling guilty, but soon the lust took over and I loved fantasizing about her and loved to be around her. I was greatly attracted to her ass, as. And I love that when I showed her a photo of Ted in all his beautiful and glorious nakedness, she told me that I chose well, and she is jealous.Then she told me, “Like mother, like daughter,” for she chose dad partly for the joy his huge cock brought her, and still brings her.Mom said having rippling chest muscles – like Ted, like dad – to look at every day isn’t bad, either! I have to say, I agree, not a bad thing at all.The night before our wedding, I want mom to see my Ted naked, in person.. He alternated between running his finger between her slick folds, slipping inside her just deep enough to tease, but not enough to give any penetration, and toying with her clit. She was biting her lip hard; so that she could taste the blood. Desperate not to give up her resolve again. She let her body melt to his touch, enjoying the pleasure that seeped through her at his every touch. After she had finally settled into her enjoyment, managing to remain silent, he slipped his finger inside. “Oh crud!” I yelped.“You’re not the best at shaking hands either, but I wasn’t gonna say anything.” Nicole said, another smile forming.“It’s not that. I missed my bus!” I exclaimed, still looking at my watch.“Jeez, you’re screwed, aren’t you?” Nicole said with absolutely no concern in her voice.“It’s not funny, I don’t have any other way of getting home!” I said, quickly packing up my poster. Not that it would help much if I was stranded.Nicole just laughed and crossed her arms. “Relax, kiddo,”.