I Accidentally Fucked My Son... On His Wedding Night!
The night began with a lavish wedding reception for Brayden and Emma, where I, the mother of the groom, found myself consumed by forbidden desires for my son, Brayden.
The ballroom was a vision of opulence, its crystal chandeliers casting a constellation of fractured light across the room, each prism dancing on the deep burgundy velvet drapes that framed towering windows. The polished oak floor gleamed under the soft glow, reflecting the swirl of guests in their finery—silk gowns, tailored tuxedos, and the occasional glint of a diamond cufflink. The air was thick with the heady scent of...