Having her beloved son's thumb inside her longing mouth, she couldn't stop herself from starting to lovingly suck it as he teasingly plays with her small slippery tongue, her sweet, peach-scented saliva leaking out from the corner of her mouth, flowing all the way down her chin before it drips, wetting the fabric of her clothes restraining her huge treasure already leaking off its heavenly milk.
"Let's change your clothes, shall we, mom?" feeling the wetness of his mother's rich breast milk spreading from her clothes and reaching his, he asked her with a deep yet gentle voice right beside her ears, sending an electrifying signal that causes shivers to run down her spine.
