My Taboo Harem System

At first, Denzel’s eyes widened in a tad bit of surprise, but then he shut his eyes going with the flow, not like there was a better option to do.

’Only a pussy would let an opportunity like this pass by...I might have been caught off guard but this exactly where I need to be...hehe.’

And his hand moved, sliding down her waist as he quickly grasped her huge succulent ass firmly.

Without further delay, he began caressing her mountain sized backside, taking greedy squeezes of her ass with each motion of his hands.

Each squeezd he took felt as though her buttocks were about to burst and this sent several moans flowing out of Maria’s lips as she continued to ferociously kiss her dear son.

Their lips intertwined, their tongues meeting as the kiss deepened. She pressed herself tightly against him, one hand moving through his hair as she held him close.

After a moment, she suddenly pulled away, a thin thread of saliva briefly connecting their mouths before it broke. She drew in a sharp breath, chest rising as she tried to steady herself, while Denzel didn’t dare to dull.

His hand continued squeezing her fat ass as he gazed at her so charmingly.

"Good morning, mother."

She chuckled softly, then let out a fuller laugh.

"Good morning... good morning to you, dear son," she said warmly.

Her hand lifted, gently brushing along his chin as she smiled. "I missed you."

Denzel thought to himself, ’She missed me... but I’ve only been gone for less than a day.’

’Ah, this bitch loves me already. So this is what it feels like to have a horny MILF loving you, always around the corner ready to be fucked at any time.’

"Miss me? I’ve only been away from you since yesterday. It can’t be that long," he chuckled.

"It felt like an eternity," Maria replied.

She pressed her lips to his. The kiss was brief, just a moment before she pulled away again.

"Well, I suppose that happened..." he said lightly, letting out a small chuckle.

Then he added, "I’m a man mum, I have to work to take care of you. Don’t you worry about me, I just had somethings to work out."

"Some things? Is it work?" Maria asked, but stopped as Denzel smiled at her.

"Don’t worry, it’s nothing to worry yourself with"

Denzel’s hands remained on her plush ass, still squeezing on her massiveness.

"Are you sure?" she asked.

Denzel nodded, and instantly, her cheeks faintly flushed.

"Yes yes, I’m sure."

Then her hand moved, taking one of his and gently pulling it forward.

It was bandaged.

The same hand that had been injured, one of the hand which was burnt during the fight with Patrick.

Her gaze lingered on it.

"Do you mind explaining to me how you got that, or should I still not worry?"

There was a short silence before Denzel, taking a soft sigh, grabbed onto Maria’s waist and in easily, he turned her to lay on the bed— as she landed with a soft bounce.

His hand slid up to her wiggling breasts and held it steady, ofcourse taking several squeezes of it.

"Ooh," she giggled, the sound slipping out before she could stop it.

She tilted her head, studying him with narrowed eyes, then suddenly brightened.

"Don’t worry about me, mummy. Your boy is a grown up, he can take care of himself. So let him take care of you...okay?" Denzel muttered as he caressed her breasts a bit more.

"Hmm...Mmm..." She contemplated for a moment.

"Fine okay, okay..." she said.

"Okay?" Denzel chuckled as she nodded at him, momentarily dropping her suspicion.

"But...I’ll only not worry if you...ehh...do something special for me." Maria immediately stuttered, her cheeks flushing the more as she flickered her eyes momentarily away from him.

Denzel, sighting her very visible blush couldn’t help but take in the sight before him.

’Look at this bitch, she’s so horny that she came here for an early morning fuck from her own blood son. What a slutty whore....I love it!’

"Something special? whatever do you mean mother?" Denzel replied.

’Say it! Say you want my cock... Hearing it from Aisha isn’t enough anymore...I wanna hear it from you too, mother.’

Maria, however, could only continue to stutter as her cheeks reddened the more, along with the faint sweet scent of wetness clouding Denzel’s nose.

"I...ehh...I just meant something special, like what you gave me...last time. D-Don’t you have...have something planned in store for me?" Maria asked as her hand moves, going through his body until it landed on the bulge of his cock.

Denzel smiled faintly.

"You know I do... I always do," he said.

His hand lifted toward her dress as he spoke, and in one motion, he pulled it down, letting her big breasts spill out. Her huge tits pointed at each side, painted with the beautiful compliment of her areola pinkish color.

"Oh!" Maria exclaimed once more.

"Damn, look at these udders you call tits... they seem to be growing bigger every day." he said as he drank in the view of his topless mother.

Maria chuckled softly. "Of course. You never fail to suck them furiously... just the way I like it."

"I’d better suck them properly then...hehe" he said.

Maria’s cheeks flushed instantly as she tried to hold his gaze. Despite it, she broke into a bright, delighted laugh, clearly struggling to keep her composure.

Instantly, he stuffed his mouth with as much of her cow like breasts that he could, suckling on her without care as his other hand grabbed onto her other tit, pulling it with each suckle he made.

"Oh! Baby!!! Yes! That’s my son...my tits...are getting bigggerre...." Maria cried out.

But Denzel didn’t care, once he had started, nothing could stop him. He only continued to suckle on her, and soon his reward came.

A fresh flow of hot sweet milk moved through her tits, immediately pouring into Denzels lips.

As expected, he did nothing more than gulp each stream of her reward without shame.

’You call these tits? They’re like fucking udders. They deserve to be suckle without mercy.’ He thought inwardly.

As he continued to gulp down with each of her overflowing milk, a soft knock sounded at the door.

Knock, knock.

Before anyone could respond, the door swung open.

Sophia stepped inside, her cheeks faintly flushed as she deliberately avoided eye contact, clearly too shy to meet Denzel alone.

"Good morning, Denzel. Sorry for barging in... I just wanted to check on your injuri-"

She stopped abruptly. Her words died in her throat as her eyes landed on the bed.

Denzel and Maria were laid there, with his lips still lock on her tits and Maria, visibly rubbing on Denzel’s hair.

All three of them froze, eyes locking in mutual shock.

Sophia’s expression slowly shifted from concern to stunned disbelief.

"W-what...what the fuck are you guys doing?"

— End of Chapter 83 —