"I can't!" Ivy exclaimed, her face flushed with shame as she looked at Erwin with anger. "What do you mean I have to suck her breasts?"
"Why? She's your mother, don't tell me you haven't sucked them before," Erwin said with a smirk, his eyes darting between a blushing Ivy and her mother, who had a look of sadness in her eyes that Erwin couldn't quite understand.
"That was when I was young, not now that I'm grown up," Ivy said firmly, avoiding any eye contact with her mother's breasts.
"But..." Erwin began to say, but Everly quickly interrupted him, placing a hand on his arm. "Don't force her if she doesn't want to. You can suck my breasts instead of her." Everly offered, looking at Ivy with a reassuring smile.
