Claude's eyes widened, his breath catching in his throat. There was no way he could refuse his mother— not when she looked at him with such desperate need.
Just seeing her like this made his cock twitch in anticipation.
"Alright… do whatever you want, Mother. But I'm not helping you," he said, his voice hoarse, strained from both arousal and the sharp pain coursing through his body.
'Damn, I'm glad I transferred her pain to me… because this is unbearable,' he thought, fingers curling into the bed sheets beneath him.
Dalia gave a small, shaky nod, her trembling hand guiding his thick shaft to her dripping entrance. His tip brushed against her swollen clit, sending jolts of pleasure through both of them.
"Ahh… haahh…" she moaned, her body shuddering as she slowly sank down, his cock stretching her open and filling her completely.
"Hnggh… Finally your cock inside me again."
