Maria’s fingers loosened slightly from her grasp on his slightly throbbing cock

As she remained, drops of his release remained over her whilst a few slipped from her trembling body and fell soundlessly to the floor.

Still, she remained exactly where she was, frozen in place. Her chest rose and fell in short, uneven breaths

A deep crimson flush spread across her face, staining her cheeks and creeping down the length of her neck. Her lips trembled faintly, parted just enough for soft, shaky breaths to escape

His cum remained all over her, like a shower she had refused to wipe away. Perhaps it was because she loved the feel of warmth it gave her.

For a long moment, she simply knelt there, unable to move

And then his words echoed in her mind once more, cutting straight through her

’Yeah, I loved that feeling mummy. I bet you loved it too.’

The thought struck her harder than anything else.

Her fingers curled tightly at her sides.

Her breathing hitched.

Because deep down, beneath the embarrassment and the confusion twisting violently inside her chest, she knew there was truth in it.

The realization made her stomach tighten painfully

Her eyes slowly lowered to the floor

She couldn’t lift them

Couldn’t bring herself to meet his gaze.

’I actually loved stroking my son’s cock. I’ve fallen way too deep with him.’

As Denzel stared at her, a smirk slowly spread across his face

’Fuck yeah, She sucked me like a proper bitch. I should reward her nicely.’

Finally, Denzel spoke, his voice as commanding as always

"Well...."

Denzel let out a scoff as he stretched out his hand toward her

"Tell me with your own lips...how was that Mum?" he muttered, smiling faintly.

His hand moved gently against her chin, his fingers brushing softly over her lips as he savored every reaction she gave him. He enjoyed every small shiver, every sign of submission.

She was completely his. Completely his woman

Then, with a slow push forward, he pressed his fingers against her lip and without hesitation, she slowly opened her mouth.

Denzel slid his finger inside

Her eyes gently shut as she began sucking on his fingers, moving rhythmically, as soft groans escaped her lips.

"That’s it good girl."

She continued, her lips wrapped around his fingers.

"Suck it like a bitch, mum... that’s it...just like that, you’re my bitch."

His other hand moved, grabbing her hair as he pulled her closer.

Maria gasped, her eyes shooting upward.

But she didn’t dare stop.

She kept sucking on his fingers, maintaining eye contact, her cheeks burning red as she stared up at him.

Then Denzel leaned closer and whispered,

"I’m not done with you. Not until I’ve taken every bit of resistance out of you."

He stared directly into her eyes.

"Do you understand?"

Maria nodded softly, a muffled groan escaping her lips as she continued.

’Oh my, Denzel what are you doing to your mother? Have you lost yourself to lust alongside me?’

Her voice came out weakly.

"But, I’m your mother."

Yet even as she spoke, her body betrayed her.

The heat between her legs was already beginning to rise, spreading through her intensely as her eyes remained fixed on him.

Denzel could feel his own arousal rising as he looked down at her.

He reached down and guided himself toward her.

"Suck on it." he ordered.

"Suck on it until it’s hard enough and then I’ll slide it into your pussy and fuck you like a right son."

Despite her former resiliance, she nodded in complete submission.

And just as things were about to continue

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A soft knock suddenly echoed through the room.

Denzel froze instantly, his movements halting as he slowly turned toward the door.

A vein twitched faintly at his temple.

’At this point, with all these interruptions, they might as well just remove the damn door entirely,’ he thought bitterly.

’Whoever keeps doing this clearly enjoys ruining perfect timing.’

Then came another knock.

His jaw tightened. With an irritated groan, he raised his voice.

"Hey! Hold on!"

The sharpness in his tone cut through the room like a blade.

And just like that, Maria snapped out of her daze.

It was as though the sound had shattered whatever haze she had been trapped in

Her chest still rose and fell unevenly, her cheeks remained flushed a deep crimson, and his semen still remained all over her but awareness was slowly returning to her.

’The door, someone’s there.’

A rush of panic surged through her

Reality came crashing back all at once

Without thinking, she looked up at him, her voice trembling, soft and almost pleading

"Can you please check who’s at the door?"

The words left her lips before she could stop them

And the moment she heard herself, her body stiffened

The way she had said it, utterly submissive. There wasn’t even the slightest hint of defiance

The realization sent another wave of humiliation crashing through her

Denzel noticed it immediately

And because she had practically begged him, he had no reason to object

Letting out one final grunt of annoyance, he stood and adjusted the hem of his trousers, pulling them properly back into place.

Then he made his way toward the door.

"This better be worth it." he muttered under his breath.

Reaching the entrance, he grabbed the handle and pulled it open.

The first thing his eyes landed on was a sigil, the sigil of the village chief, the exact same kind he had encountered earlier.

His gaze slowly lifted

Standing beyond the threshold was a messenger, one of the attendants from the house of the village chief.

Denzel recognized him instantly

For a brief moment, surprise flashed across his features then understanding followed.

’This has to be Aisha’s doing’

In an instant, his entire demeanor shifted.

The irritation vanished.

A calm, polite smile spread across his face as he slipped effortlessly into another persona.

"Um, hello," he said smoothly.

"How can I help you?"

The messenger straightened himself immediately.

"Denzel Ridrat."

Denzel let out a soft chuckle.

"You know, you really don’t have to be so formal with someone you’ve already met."

The messenger awkwardly cleared his throat.

"Right, my apologies."

He straightened once more.

"Then I hope you understand when I say this."

He paused for dramatic effect before delivering the message.

"You have been formally invited to the house of the village chief."

The realization struck Denzel instantly.

This was different.

This wasn’t just another casual summons delivered through a passing messenger like before. This an invitation carefully sent directly to him. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

And because of that, he didn’t need to ask who had arranged it.

He already knew.

There was only one person bold enough to do something like this, Aisha

For a brief moment, he fell silent, his eyes narrowing as the thought settled fully in his mind.

The messenger continued speaking, but Denzel barely registered a single word

His thoughts had already wandered elsewhere

A slow smirk tugged at the corner of his lips

’So she’s already craving me that badly?’

The thought amused him more than it should have.

’First, she has word spread all over town and now she’s sending messengers to summon me personally.’

His smirk deepened.

’She must be getting desperate...and quite horny if I do say so myself.’

He exhaled quietly through his nose, his expression sharpening as his amusement slowly gave way to anticipation.

’I’m going to enjoy this. I’m going to enjoy breaking that arrogant attitude of hers.’

’And when I’m done.That same sassy little slut is gonna be on all fours, begging for my cock.’