Steamy Diaries
“Yes, baby boy. Drink from your mommy’s tits. You’ve earned it.”
As Tails suckled at her breast, Rosemary held him close, her heart swelling with love and lust. She knew this was wrong, that they were crossing a line that couldn’t be uncrossed. But in that moment, she didn’t care. All that mattered was the feel of her son’s body against hers, the taste of his skin, the sound of his moans.
And as they drifted off to sleep, their bodies entwined, Rosemary knew that this was just the beginning. They had a lifetime of sinful pleasure ahead of them, and she couldn’t wait to explore every depraved, taboo fantasy with her beloved son.