Chapter 80 - 81: Round 2
Even her mind was muddled, as the only thought in her head was to clean the cock... as a mother, she truly loved cleaning. And cleaning her son’s cock would become her daily routine. She couldn’t miss a single piece of seed, as it would make his cock dirty, so it was her biggest priority as a cleaner.
"Am I doing well, my dear Wen? slurp... slurp..." She was having a hard time speaking while slurping the cock that was bulging hard.
"Ahh, it’s the best, Mom." Owen let out a soft sound. Her way of sucking was really something he could look forward to.
"Hah... hah... eheh, then I will do it much better, a perfect one... eheh."
Owen stood on his tiptoes. What was the point of control when there was a literally perverted goddess mom slurping down every bit of your cum?!
’Oh, holy... a single night is not enough! Give me a whole week—no, a month, or even a year with my mom!’
He had already promised to make a countless battalion of his legacy, and his mom would be the first bearer. Owen roared; the festival was about to begin, and it was not enough.
How could a one-night session be enough for a divine 12-inch-long cock like his? As long as his mom was still standing, Owen would gladly shove his cock in non-stop. The mom should be responsible for her son, so it was Arielle’s job to please him.
Slurp... slurp...
Arielle then slowly moved to the shaft. The thick veins were bulging, making it look more manly. Not only was it thick, but the bumps of the veins were quite a display... a pink head, a long, flesh-hued shaft, and those thick veins.
’Ahhn... comparing it to my husband’s twig... ahhn, never mind.’ She recalled that her husband was a bastard. The sluts could enjoy that twig. She would enjoy a long, thick, veiny, divine cock.
"I’m cleaning them, ahhn... don’t pinch my nipples... ahhn... ahhn."
"It’s the best, Mom. I couldn’t control my fingers from moving on their own." Owen shamelessly pinched her nipples, and another burst of milk started pouring out. The smell of her milk entered his nose.
’I promise the gods that even if I have already emptied my mom’s milk, they will be producing again. I can enjoy them every single morning and night.’
Owen had clearly sucked them dry, yet now it was all spilling out again. It never stopped pumping milk for him to enjoy!
’Bless me, it’s for me to enjoy. Me alone.’ Owen gave thanks to the gods from above—the goddess from above who created the milk for a spoiled boy like him to savor.
"Ahhn... ahhnn... you are making me feel like a cow...slurp... slurp," Arielle said, yet the underlying meaning was there. She wanted to get pinched more. Her nipples were so sensitive that they were craving his touch more! More!!! More!!! More!!!
"Yet you love being pinched like a cow, Mom."
"Ahhn... I didn’t say I didn’t love it... Ahhn. Pinch them harder instead, ahhn..."
"Then you’re my perverted mom who wants to act like a cow, Mom, and I’m the milker."
"That’s a weird way of saying that.."
"It’s called milkers, Mom. MILKERS."
"Ahhn... m-milkers... slurp... slurp."
"Yes, Mom, milkers. My perverted mom is a milk cow, and I’m the milker."
"Ahhn... then you’re my milker from now on... ahhn... ahhn..."
"Then it’s only for your own son, Mom. Don’t let Father taste a single drop; it’s my own milkers..."
"Y-yesh it’s your own... your mom’s milkers are your own..slurp... slurp."
’Woah!! My mom’s tits are for me to enjoy! I am on top of the world!’ Owen celebrated internally. His mom, Arielle, was there for him to enjoy. Her milkers... oh man, having your own tank every day—morning, noon, and night! Life was good all the time.
"Slurp... slurp...how was my licking, my dear Wen...?" Her eyes were begging; she wanted more compliments.
"You’re doing a perfect job, Mom... ahh, don’t stop... ahh..."
Owen grabbed her hair, brushing the hair strands from her face. She was really beautiful, and her licking and sucking made her even more so. Words were not enough to describe the feeling. Arielle saw the face he was making, then she made another bold move.
Slurp... slurp...
"Ahh... Mom, you are cleaning my balls..." Owen hadn’t even ordered her, yet she was cleaning them on her own!
"It’s for me to enjoy... ehehe, I will clean every part of my son’s thing..."
’My, a mom should act like this!’ Owen wanted to pump his seed again. She was clearly moving past his expectations every single time. There was no need for any words; she was a loving and perverted mom.
" Eheh, it’s already cleaned... ahhn..."
"How could you act like that? Hehe, how did my shy, conservative mom turn into this..."
"Nghh~hhnnn, I’m so sensitive... ahhn..."
"That’s why I’m working for them, Mom~."
"Ahhn, working your fingers... ahhn... You bad boy..."
"Then you’re a pervert, Mom. It’s lactating so much again... did my seed help you that much, Mom~?"
"Ahhn... I don’t know, my body just feels so hot... ahhn... ahhn."
"Hoho, then it’s because of my seed, Mom... you clearly savored it inside like a vacuum..."
"N-no... I’m not a vacuum..."
"Yes, your bad pussy and perverted womb, Mom... It’s a vacuum that wants to suck all my seed."
"No... j-just a little bit..." She turned her head sideways, tossing her hair to cover her face.
"Oho... how bad, how bad... now enough with the talking, and let’s proceed to round 2, Mom~."
Arielle cleaned his cock until it glistened under the dim light after her perfect cleaning using her tongue. She was like a pro, working overtime even though it was already late at night. She was working hard for the sake of her son.
Yes... Definitely, she was giving him a legacy to take care of in the future, after all. So yeah... Arielle had to work hard. Even if her voice cracked because of her effort, she had to do it.
"Ekkn! I am not heavy... my dear Wen?" Arielle spoke as he lifted her body in a princess carry.
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SleepingMonkey’s Note:
My apologies, the Chapter were mixed. I will arrange the Chapter tomorrow...(TT)