Kael sat down slowly, feeling his mber throb inside his pants. The sight of Elion in white lingerie and the aroma of hot coffee mingling in the air transford the atmosphere into sothing both profane and inviting.
He spread his legs, as if moving them unintentionally. The lace of his pants now had a revealing stain, a blunt bulge that swelled with each breath.
Elion stopped, turning to face him again, her lips curved in a half-smile that feigned surprise.
"Oh, Kael. What is this?" She pointed to the stain on his pants, a loop between her thumb and forefinger. "Aren't you going to answer ?"
Her steps back to the table were slower, the curves of the lingerie highlighting every muscle, every vertex of her body, revealing what she hid.
"My darling has grown so much..." She purred, an anger invisible to the touch.
His index finger moved up to the button of his pants, pressing against the warm bulge that rose beneath the fabric. The hairs on his forearm stood on end as they t his palm.
"I used my insides to warm you up all night. And you're ready for more? Seriously?" His voice was a breath of warm air, his breathing quickening. "How many tis a day is it normal for a male to do it with a female?"
Kael shook his head, still looking to the side as he swallowed. Saliva pooled in his mouth, the bitter taste of coffee mixing with the spicy scent of lubrication between Elion's thighs.
He squeezed his eyelids shut, feeling his mber throb inside his pants.
"Apparently, there isn't an exact number." He stamred. "It depends on the female and her skills."
Elion smiled softly, his teeth gleaming like pearls in the ceiling light.
"Mmm... I like how that sounds. Our special abilities." She purred, climbing back onto the edge of the counter.
"More special than usual, in many ways." Kael grumbled, spreading his legs, and her reaction was instantaneous.
"Really? Don't tell ." She murmured, crawling to his hip. "I love being different from everyone else."
Her hand slid down to his mber, touching it through his pants. The friction was almost painful, and Kael groaned, throwing his head back.
"Mom," he whispered. "If we start again..."
Elion shook his head, nodding and giving her one last look over his shoulder, her short skirt fluttering around her hips. His mber continued to throb in his pants, swollen, foreshadowing debauchery.
"I'm just giving you what you want." She purred, climbing back onto his lap. "Let's play a little."
Her voice was hoarse and breathless, the air tangled between her teeth. She stretched her neck, and their breaths mingled. "Keep going like that. Tell how much you want it. How much you need it."
They continued panting, desire swelling in the air.
Elion stroked his mber through his pants, Kael's stubble pressing against his groin, the lace fraying in the heat. The thrusts beca more forceful, and he began to gasp loudly, moaning and grunting his pleasure, without sha or embarrassnt.
Elion knelt slowly, her eyes gleaming with lust as she gazed at Kael's throbbing mber. She rubbed her cheek against it, inhaling deeply the musky, intense scent of his arousal.
"Mmmm, you sll so good..." she purred. "I need that milk in my breakfast." She held the base of his penis with one hand and stroked the swollen head with the other, spreading the pre-ejaculatory drops that leaked from the slit. With a mischievous smile, she gave it a long lick, savoring the salty taste.
"Delicious," she sighed, then wrapped her lips around the head and sucked, sending a wave of pleasure down Kael's spine.
He groaned loudly, his hands clenching into fists at his sides as he watched Elion work his penis with her mouth. She slid further down, taking more of it into her mouth, using her tongue to massage the throbbing shaft.
"Mom… you really are insatiable…" Kael murmured hoarsely. "If you want it this badly… Show how desperate you are for my milk."
"Mmmnn
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