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"Sup... sup... sup..."

"Ahh... ahn... s-slower, master. You will empty my breasts in no time..." Arielle could only stare down helplessly as Owen sucked on her nipples without stopping, completely lost in the moment.

"Pwahh... hehe, sorry about that, my servant. I am just far too addicted to your milk," Owen admitted as he finally pulled back, reaching over to bite into another dish she had served him.

"You really are hopeless, master. How about we try the desserts now?" Arielle giggled, reaching over to grab a cake sitting on the corner of the table.

"..." Owen paused for a moment, his eyes practically drilling into the luscious dessert—and the way she was positioning it right above her breasts.

"Hehe, try this dessert, Master. I prepared it specially for you!" She lifted her large breasts from underneath, proudly displaying her erect nipples with a dollop of fresh frosting and a piece of cake resting right on top of them.

Fuck, hell yeah! I love you, Mom! Owen roared internally. In his mind, he was a ferocious warrior setting out to conquer a glorious mountain of chest!

"Take your bite, master. Hehe, don’t worry about holding back with me."

"I’ll gladly take the dessert, my servant... You’re truly brilliant to think this far ahead." Owen didn’t linger for another second; he immediately leaned in and began savoring the sweet cake and her warm breasts... all mixed together with her rich, fresh milk.

"Ahn... ahnn... aghnn! I decided to do this because I know just how much you love my breasts..." Her mind was racing straight to the clouds.

Ahh... ahh... ahhh. I love this system so much... Arielle felt a deep sense of satisfaction seeing her clever plan work so perfectly. It was a seamless combination of the system’s guidance and her own creative desire to please him.

Hehe... I prepared another surprise after this. This is just the beginning... Arielle had planned every single detail to completely enchant his mind, ensuring he would savor her body without stopping.

"Slurp... slurp... slurp... The cake tastes so much better this way, my servant. The combined sweetness of the rich cake and your warm milk works together like a complete, perfect set..." Owen savored every bit, licking her left breast until it was sparkling clean.

"Ahn... ahn... I am so glad that you love it. My servant instincts told me that you wanted something like this."

"Am I really that easy to predict, my servant? You seem to know me far too well." Owen shifted his attention and began sucking her other breast, making sure not a single drop of chocolate or frosting slipped down onto her clothes.

"N-no... ahn, ahn! I’ve just known you for a very long time, master. So predicting your deepest desires is as easy as breathing to me... ahh... ahn." Arielle stared down at him with heavy lids as he finished up the dessert.

"Supp... slurp... ahh, that was an absolute, perfect dessert, my servant."

"Nghn... give me a kiss, master. I want to taste your saliva..." Taking the bold initiative, she leaned forward and began licking seductively along his neck, moving all the way up to his chin.

Where on earth did you learn to do this, Mom?! You’re so fucking lewd tonight! Owen’s cock was already on the absolute brink of exploding after her non-stop, explosive seduction.

"Slurp... slurp... ahh. I missed this kiss and the sweet taste of your saliva..." Arielle closed her eyes and pulled him into a passionate, deep kiss. Her cheekbones pressed close as she sucked on his mouth, eager to drink him in completely.

"Supp... supp. You’re far more fierce tonight, my servant. Did you really miss your master that much?" Owen didn’t shy away for a single second; he kissed her back with equal intensity, fondling her bare breasts and pressing their lips together without caring about the trail of saliva dripping down between them.

"Sup... sup. I want to suck you dry tonight, master. I simply can’t control my body anymore..."

"Ohh, so that’s why you’re acting this way. Sup... sup... Did you plan all of this while I was away?"

"Y-yesh... slurp... slurp. Don’t ask how I managed to pull all of this off, Master. I just know everything you like..." She finally pulled her mouth away, a thick, glossy string of saliva spanning between their lips, visually proving the intense passion burning between the two.

"Now, let me clean the table for a quick second. Master needs to taste the final dish to officially end our meal." Arielle stood up with a teasing smile.

"Hoh... show me this final dish, my servant. I certainly hope it won’t disappoint me." Owen clapped his hands together, holding extremely high expectations for what she had in store.

"You will love it, master... hehe, because the final dish is..." Arielle deliberately cut herself off before finishing the sentence. Instead of speaking, she climbed right onto the center of the dining table, sitting down directly in front of him with her shapely legs spread wide open.

"Please take the final dish, master. I prepared it entirely for you." Arielle lifted her maid’s outfit high up to her waist. She wore no panties underneath—only a pair of sleek black straps acting as provocative lingerie, spanning from her thighs all the way up to her plump, glistening core.

𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

"....Wow." Owen’s eyes nearly bulged right out of his head, and his mouth practically dropped all the way to the floor. Right in front of him was her fresh, dripping pink slit, complete with a bright red cherry resting right at the center, perched directly on her sensitive clit!

"Are you surprised, master?" She purred, licking her fingers as a drop of saliva fell from her lips.

"You completely shocked me, my servant." Owen adjusted his tight pants, his throbbing cock wanting nothing more than to plunge deep inside her wet heat.

"Hehe... then please take the very last bit--... ah... ah... ahn..."

"Slurp... You don’t even need to tell me twice. I am going to thoroughly savor the final dish, my servant." Owen didn’t hesitate, diving straight in and licking around her pussy. It smelled incredible—a divine mix of clean soap, light perfume, and the fresh, sweet scent of the cherry.

This is way beyond my wildest expectations... I guess bonding with Mom like this was the best decision I ever made in my entire life. Owen licked up her dripping juices with extreme care and undivided attention.

"Do you mind if I take my time and slowly eat your pussy, my servant?"