Chapter 68 Lovely Mom



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Harry placed the ceramic plate down and licked his lips, the meat broth was delicious and he could feel his body lightening, the weird gift cast on him was released. He looked at Emma, his face serious, and asked, "So, what happened to Lilly?"

Emma nodded imperceptibly, her jade mask had long faded away, and her face was tear-stained, yet, it had on a resolute expression as she first asked him a question, this, for now, was the most important, "Harry, I will tell you about that, but, first tell me...why did you become unconscious? Why did you fall into such a long..." her voice slightly cracked up, she bit her lip to control herself and looked at harry...

He put the fork down on the small tea table and walked closer to Emma. Sitting beside her on the bed, he made her fall on the bed and locked both of her hands to the side.

Emma looked at him with wide eyes.

He brought his face closer to hers, and she could feel his breath touch her cheeks. His lips found hers, and he just kissed her like that for a while before cutting it off. A bridge of saliva stood between them, connecting their lips.

"Hooo..." he heaved out a long breath.

Emma touched her lips instinctively and looked at Harry's face, her face reddened slightly, tear-stained as it may be; she looked absolutely enchanting as her black hair spread behind her face, showing him her caramel white face with contrast, "Harry...." Emma muttered.

He went down again, his lips met hers, and she reciprocated. Harry's tongue entered Emma's mouth, and her tongue let him play with it.

Their lips and souls intertwined for a short breath. Before Harry stopped again and moved a bit away, looking at her face, panting, she took in rough breaths; her face was a bit hot, and her body was ever so slightly sweating.

Her mind was a bit hazy, "What do you want to do, Harry?" she asked, patting his face in love and mesmerization, breathing heavily.

He smiled and took the hand from his face and locked it back on the bed, both his hands tightly keeping her in place; Emma's breath got heated, Harry's face went closer again, but this time, he didn't kiss her lips and instead swerved sideways, kissing her cheek, he gently bit on it.

Emma shivered; she could smell his manly smell tinged with a medicinal touch wafting on her nose. Harry bit her neck gently; she gulped, "Harry..." she muttered. That was her weak point...

Her legs cramped up, tightening the place in between as Harry started kissing her lips again. Breaking out, he asked on her lips while licking them, "Is Lilly in urgent need?" his hot breath went past her ears, her loins moistened.

She shook her head, her face turning red like a ripe tomato; Harry muttered, "Mom..." his body was also heating up.

Both of their pajamas started to get sweaty, but they didn't care. Harry's face got closer again, and his lips found Emma's, and their wet juicy tongues matched each other's tempo.

Gently biting her lip, his hands smartly unbuttoned her pajamas.

All the sexual things he had done with his mom in his previous life and time recap were there to increase his lust, fake. But this time, she was his.

She was a woman who would never go suck his dick when he slept; he should have known.

He removed the tight hold on her hands. His free hands found her breasts; he played with them gently and found her nipples; taking them between his fingers, he squeezed.

Emma moaned, her legs tightening.

With another lick on her lips, he looked at her face; he could feel his dick standing. Emma breathed in with her heart pounding like a drum. And breathed out, it came out as hot steam.

Harry's hand moved and suddenly touched the place inbetween her tightly held legs. She froze, "It's wet," Harry whispered.

Emma's heart beat wildly.

He loosened her legs.

Moving his hands in through her pajama pants and then in through the panties, he directly touched her vagina, smooth, wet hole; she tightly held his hands.

Shaking her head with a red face, she stuttered, "No..not there."

His finger entered her hole, and her breath caught in her throat as he moved it roughly inside. Mhhgmm ~ she moaned

Another finger entered, her hands loosened, and his lips found hers; she hesitantly reciprocated.

Her moans rang wildly, his dick stood up.

Emma subconsciously moved her hands and touched it, her face reddening even further, she stroked it. Harry stopped and then, without a word, shifted his position. Now in a position akin to 69, he looked back at her face.

ραΠdαsΝοvel.cοm Emma looked at his penis, his pants had long been discarded, the penis sprung up and fell on her lip, and she unknowingly kissed it with her wet lips.

He could feel his mother's soft lips on his dick.

Harry gulped and removed his mother's pants and panties, then looked at her vagina, it was pink and juicy, just like how he remembered.

There were some buts of hair on it too, she was very wet to boot.

His face went down, he took a deep whiff, her womanly asset smelled like virgin heaven, he gave it a slight peck.

Emma exclaimed softly, "Son, no! That place is filthy!" Her opening her mouth to speak made his dick go in, and she didn't take it out, gently allowing it to rest inside her slimy mouth.

"I have been licking it for years, Mom," He said as his tongue slithered inside, licked the wet spots, and then started pleasuring her.

Emma tightened her legs, holding his head inbetween tightly. His dick suddenly started moving up and down; Emma moved her head accordingly, without resistance. Only her heart and face continued to speak of her shyness, excitement, and disbelief.

They continued licking each other for a while when Harry suddenly gently bit her clitoris and then licked it. Shivering, her hips jumped; Harry desperately clung to its entrance, her juices filled his mouth as his jizz started to release, and they both came... son and mother, inside each other's mouth...

And both swallowed. Gulp.