“What?!” Emilia widened her eyes and gasped.

“What? It’s not as if you did not masturbate in front of me before. Heck. You did even worse things before my very eyes.”

“But that’s different.” She said. “I am breastfeeding you right now. I can’t just masturbate when my own son suckles on my breast and drink my milk.”

He looked straight into her eyes. A mocking smile appeared on his face. “Tell me honestly. Did you not pleasure yourself when you breastfed me when I was an infant.”

She gasped with her mouth wide open. “How did you know?!” Then she suddenly looked away. “I mean what are you even saying.”

“See?” He smirked. “You don’t have any moral dilemmas. Moreover, you are the ‘Witch’. Why would you even bother about those so called human moralities?”

She sighed. “I guess you are right.” She looked back into the abyssal eyes of his beloved son. “But you won’t mind if I touch myself while I feed you, will you?”

“Of course, mother. You know how much I love it when you moan and whine like a bitch in heat.”

“Hmph!” She softly knocked her on the head yet again. “Naughty boy.” But a smile soon appeared on her face. “Yes dear. Mother knows how much you love it.” She caressed the very spot where she just ‘hit’.

Adrian gave her a smile before taking her now slimy nipple, covered in both his saliva and her milk, into his warm mouth again.

He did not stand on ceremony and began to suckle on her breast with full force, as if he wanted to suck her entire being dry. His right hand did not hold back as Adrian began to intensely knead her other melon.

“Aaah…” She groaned again as pleasure coursed through her entire body and flowed to her lower abdomen; her genitals throbbed as her panties became even wetter.

She caressed his cheek one last time before slowly guiding her left hand to her crotch. It sneaked into her black knickers. A wry smile formed on her face as despite her heavy breaths. It was too wet.

But she composed herself and began to rub her opening and clitoris. “Aaah… mmh..” She closed her eyes and moaned. She was now receiving pleasures from three of her body parts. And the face that the source of this pleasure was none other than her one and only beloved son added to her pleasure.

Despite the overwhelming pleasure, she bit her lips and inserted two of her fingers into her excited cunt.

She slowly massaged her inner walls while Adrian fondled her breast and played with her nipples. His lips and tongue were busy sucking the endless supply of milk from her otherworldly boobs.

“Mmmh… aaahmmh..” After a few seconds of warmup, she began to thrust her fingers to and fro, masturbating with full force. She even spread out her thighs a bit, making pleasuring herself easier.

She closed her eyes from the intense ecstatic feeling. She had masturbated countless times before. But this was definitely the best auto-eroticism session she ever had. She stopped suppressing her moans and let everything be free.

“Aaah… aaah…” She groaned and whine without any sense of restriction.

She barely opened her eyes. The silvery eyes were now showing signs of intoxication while her face was completely flushed. She looked down, only to have her intoxicated eyes meet the ‘amused’ abyssal eyes of her darling son. Her face flushed even more as a hot breath escaped her lips.

The look in his son’s eyes prompted her to stroke her pussy even harder. The loudness of her sexual groans increased with her thrusts. But she kept her eyes on him.

Soon, she reached the peak of her excitement; her whole body began to tremble. Adrian, sensing this, bit one of her nipples while twisting the other one with his fingers.

*Squirt.*

Her whole body jerked.

“Aaaahmmmh… aaah… aaah…” She gritted her teeth as her sweet juices gushed out from her lower entrance, completely drenching her black panties and her thighs.

Once everything was out, she began to pant heavily. Sweat trickled down her from her entire body.

She turned her flushed face to her son, only to see him let go of her teat and look back at her.

“How was it?” He smiled.

Blood almost bursted out from her cheeks. Now that everything was over and she was not in as much heat as before, she began to regret it.

‘What have I done?’ She wanted to hide somewhere away. She masturbated from the pleasure she received from her own son.

All of a sudden, she felt a touch on her thigh- her drenched right thigh, bringing her back to reality.

Adrian brought his right hand up from her lower body and brought it close to his face. His hand was now covered in a sticky fluid which formed bridges when he separated his fingers.

She felt even more ashamed. But she raised her brows nonetheless- curious of what was he going to do. But what he did next made almost caused her eyes to pop out and run her throat dry.

He put two of his fingers into his own mouth. The sight of her son eating her vaginal discharges caused her sex to tingle yet again.

“What… what are you doing?” She asked. Yes, she had some many things before which a normal mother would never do to her sons. But there were some lines she feared crossing. And apparently, her son did not have the same fears.

He brought the fingers out. “It’s delicious.” He said casually.

“I know… I mean… that’s not what I asked.” She gulped. She could not get that erotic scene out of her head.

“I always wanted to taste it.”

Silence ensued. She did not know what to reply.

But soon, she found her milk flowing again while Adrian began to suckle on her breast again.

A smile reappeared on her face. It did not matter what he did. He would always be her son.

“I love you.”

He only bit her teat in response.

She giggled. It was his way of answering.

“Still not able to quench your hunger?” She asked. “Finish fast and go to sleep. It has been years since we had a bath together.”