"Good boy, Kafi~...Mommy is proud of you for being honest with your desires, no matter how depraved and crude they are." My mother patted my head with a loving gaze that was full of motherly affection, while her wrists continuously moved up and down my cock to jerk me off.
Not only were her hand movements impeccable to the point I was hanging back on the chair I was sitting on because of the intense pleasure I was feeling that was making me feel weak all over, but the way she gazed at me with warmth and care and spoke in a tone that was oozing with compassion and love melted both my heart up above and my cock down, and it made me completely subservient to her and her divine art of flicking her wrists.
"And for being so obedient and honest with me, Kafi, do you want a reward from Mommy that will make this incestuous session of ours, which would probably make the entirety of society scream out in horror if they were to ever witness it, a much better experience?"
