Madam Zhou's skin was getting reddish and warm.
She placed her hands on Ciel's chest, looking like she was enjoying his touch even more.
Even her fingers began to move to caress his chest.
Ciel stared at her breasts with those charming nipples, thinking that he wanted to suck her nipples.
Slowly, his face approached her breasts under her gaze.
Surprisingly, she was not tense, but instead seemed to anticipate the arrival of his mouth.
In an instant, his lips landed on one of her nipples and he instantly felt a strong sweet sensation even though he knew that there was no milk inside her breast.
"Ahhhh..." When he started sucking on the nipple, Madam Zhou trembled until her waist curved.
Her han grabbed Ciel's head, then pressed it down until his face sank inside her breasts.
"Prince, ohhh..." She began to moan incessantly, clearly losing control of herself.
