My first steps were a little unsure as I got used to the three inch heels. I was not wearing a dress but this was very feminine and no doubt women's c...lothing. The biggest change for me was that I had let my hair down. My hair had been in braids since I was 6 years old. I don't remember myself without braids. But now as I walked to the door my curls were bouncing off my shoulders. The feel of it was exciting. The lady at the salon tried to get me to put on makeup but all I would let her do was. She said, “I am all is yours, fuck me hard.” For a few minutes again I started to play with her 38″ size (she only told) big boobs. Then I took my tool into near her love spot. Oh, it was fully tight. I tried many times to enter but my tool was slipping. Then I asked if she didn’t do sex. She told her husband tool was too small and he fucked her only once or twice in a month.She was bored and wanted to enjoy and satisfy her sexual desires. Then I applied my saliva to her pussy and with force, I. .. ‘If things can go wrong they will’ ... proved completely groundless. Apart from the brief encounter with the anti-nudism group nothing else that day came along to spoil the event - from the march down the aisle to the final waves of ‘goodbye’ as Bryce and Glenda headed off for their honeymoon after the evening’s celebrations of dancing and eating and maybe just a little bit too much wine - everything went just so memorably well.One of those ‘memorable moments’ that no one would forget was. In one of the shops, Mom looked at me and said, " You know Ken, I will never wear any of this stuff outside."I just looked back at her with the grin of the Devil, " I know, I don't want to share you with anybody else."Before long Mom was giving me hard ON's 24 hours a day. She looked so good showing her long smooth legs and big supple breasts.Mom is five foot and ten inches tall. She has curly black hair to the middle of her back. Big blue eyes that could melt ice. Her breast size is a 38 dd..