I kept sucking on my stepmother's nipple with fervor, hoping her milk would soon flow.

Suddenly, my mind drifted to the pattern of the quests so far. Every time a quest appeared, it always seemed linked to my own desires—whether I was conscious of them or not.

Like when I decided to get revenge on someone, a revenge quest immediately popped up, as if pushing me to commit fully with no turning back.

By following my desires and succeeding, I would get a reward. A simple system, though there were things I needed to be mindful of, like penalties and special notes. It was just my theory, but it probably wasn't far from the truth.

While I was focused on her breast, Delilah, still under the influence of the potion, kept writhing uncontrollably. One of her hands kept frantically rubbing her pussy, her fingers plunging in and out of her soaked slit. Her other hand groped for my cock, then unconsciously guided it towards her open mouth.

"Mmmh... ahh..." Delilah moaned in her half-conscious state as the sensitive head of my cock touched her lips. Her warm, soft tongue immediately began licking the tip, sending intense shivers through me.

"Ohh... damn..." I groaned, feeling an unbearable, tickling sensation with every lick. Even though her movements were random and unskilled, it was this very lack of awareness that made it so incredibly arousing.

Delilah's tongue swirled around the head of my cock, like a kitten lapping up milk. Occasionally, the soft tip of her tongue would touch the small slit at the very tip, sending electric jolts of pleasure throughout my entire body.

It felt... amazing, no less pleasurable than when I was going at it hard with Angeline. Was it because the one doing it was the Star Witch? I could barely concentrate on the breast I was sucking.

"Delilah... Mom... that's too... ahh..." My breath came in ragged gasps. My hips started to move slowly, matching the rhythm of her increasingly wild licks.

She was like a baby with a piece of candy now—sucking, licking, and gently nibbling. The sensations were a confusing mix of ticklishness, slight pain, and incredible pleasure. Her warm saliva coated my entire shaft, making it slick and even more sensitive.

"I... I can't hold back..." I moaned, feeling an orgasm approaching. The relentless stimulation from her tongue licking and sucking on the most sensitive part of my cock was completely shattering my defenses.

"UGGHHHHH!!! MOM!!!" I came with a long, deep groan.

My hot semen surged into her mouth, filling the cavity with thick, white fluid. Ropes of cum kept coming, some landing on her tongue, the roof of her mouth, even reaching her throat.

Delilah choked and coughed violently, but strangely, her hand never stopped rubbing her own pussy. A few drops of cum escaped the corners of her red lips, dripping onto her chin and neck. As her coughing subsided, with a slow, unconscious movement, she began to swallow the semen filling her mouth.

I pulled my face away from her breast, gazing at this lewd scene with deep satisfaction. My hand stroked her golden hair, damp with sweat.

"It would be so nice if you were always this good to me, Mom," I whispered, my voice still breathless.

Delilah only responded with a weak moan, her body still swaying uncontrollably from the potion's effects. Her half-open eyes showed a vacant, desire-filled gaze, as if all her dignity had been swallowed by pleasure.

I watched Delilah, drowned in her own sea of lust. My thoughts, which had been occupied by that strange quest, slowly refocused on the far more tempting reality before me.

Milk, milk... How do I get it? The thought still lingered, but deep in my subconscious. I knew her voluptuous breasts wouldn't produce anything just from my sucking on them—hey, I'm not that stupid. But how, then? Do I have to... get her pregnant first? A twisted, forbidden idea slipped in, and I felt a wave of dark excitement rush through me.

The thought of my own stepmother's womb swelling with my seed... It was wrong, so wrong, but my cock throbbed even harder, acknowledging the perverse appeal of that fantasy.

I imagined her flat stomach rounding, her already ample breasts becoming even heavier and fuller, and finally... finally, the milk would flow.

No. I had no intention of having a child, not now, not ever, or at least that's what I thought for the moment.

Besides, the quest had no time limit. There must be another way—maybe with tools, or a specific potion. I'd look it up online later. For now... for now, there was a more pressing matter to attend to.

A warm, wet sensation pulled my attention back. Delilah, with the animal instinct triggered by the potion, was nuzzling and licking my cock, which was still wet with both our fluids.

Ahh... shit... It feels too good. Her soft, curious tongue swept from the base to the tip, cleaning the remnants of my climax while unconsciously stirring a new wave of arousal.

"Time for the main course, Mom," I whispered, my voice hoarse with lust. I pulled my wet cock away from her licks and caresses. "You've protected me, now it's my turn to give you pleasure... to relax your tired body. Think of it as... special therapy."

My hands grabbed her hips and unbuttoned her shorts. Underneath, I could see bright red panties, rendered nearly transparent by wetness, hinting at her neatly trimmed triangle and her swollen labia. The wet sounds continued, coming from her fingers relentlessly playing and plunging into her hole. I pulled her panties down to her thighs, revealing a sight that truly took my breath away.

Before me was Delilah, the mighty Star Witch, with half-lidded eyes and a vacant, lust-filled gaze, frantically fingering her own pussy like a starved slut. Her middle and ring fingers pistoned in and out of her glistening, slick cunt, while her thumb rubbed her swollen clit with quick, rough motions.

"Ahh... nngh... aah..." she moaned hoarsely, her hips bucking to match the rhythm of her own hand. My cock throbbed wildly, almost painfully hard from the intense tension. I stroked my rock-hard shaft, watching this obscene display for a moment longer.

This was far more erotic than I had imagined.

I couldn't wait any longer. I pulled her fingers out, then, with both hands gripping her plump hips firmly, I placed the head of my cock, already dripping with pre-cum, at the entrance of her wet, open slit. It felt hot, even from the outside.

"Get ready, Mom," I growled, and with one powerful thrust, I drove my entire length deep into her warm, pulsating channel that seemed to be waiting for me.

"AAAAAKKKHHHHH!!!"

Delilah screamed loudly, her body arching like a bow. Her eyes flew wide open for a moment, filled with shock and overwhelming sensation, before glazing over again, vacant with desire. Her hands, which had been busy pleasuring herself, now gripped the sheets tightly.

"Yes... just like this... damn, it feels incredible!" I snarled, feeling every fold inside her clenching tightly around my shaft. The warmth and wetness were perfect.

I started to move, slowly at first, feeling every centimeter of her elastic flesh stretching to accommodate my size. I looked down, watching my cock sliding in and out of her, glistening with her abundant, clear fluids.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

My rhythm quickened. Every thrust made Delilah's body jolt on the mattress. Her hands, which had been gripping the sheets, now reached for my butt, pushing and pulling, demanding I go deeper, harder.

"Yes... more... ahh~!" she whimpered, her voice raspy and unfamiliar, unlike her usual self.

SMACK!

"Slut... you're really enjoying this, aren't you, Mom?" I taunted, slapping her plump buttock and leaving a red mark. "Look at you, thrashing around like a cheap whore!"

"I... I... ahh~!!!" She couldn't answer, stammering, overwhelmed by the pleasure destroying her.

Unbeknownst to me, hidden amongst the bouquet of Casablanca lilies in a tall crystal vase in the corner of the room, a micro-camera lens had been watching relentlessly the entire time.

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