Chapter 354 – Gaiden 1. The Real Maman Aner

A week later, with sad eyes, he led me into the bedroom I shared with Borden.

“When did your son grow up so much?”

“It still needs to be bigger.”

“Chii! I talked back to my mother and grew up wrong.”

“You have to grow up to be taller than your mother.”

“Heung! Even if the son grows older than the mother, the mother can’t win!”

“I didn’t even think about winning.”

I lay myself on the bed where Aner had slept and woke up with Borden and hugged me like a child.

Her soft breasts were crushed, but it didn’t matter to the beautiful Maman.
Aner, frowning at what she didn’t like, poked her cheeks with her fingers.

“Mom…?”

“Does your son hate talking to his mother?”

“No.”

“But why is your voice weak? Is your son bothered by his mother?”

Her deep blue eyes, which she had inherited from Illina, were filled with water.
Aner, who had not received a reply to her handwritten letter, raised a voice that looked like she would burst into tears at any moment.

“I don’t care at all.”

“All right! Mama’s going to sleep alone! Go back to son’s bedroom!”

“Mom, why are you…”

Her loneliness and sadness exploded, and she hugged Aner from behind and dragged her back.

In order to maintain a harmonious atmosphere in the grand ducal family, Aner and Borden should not have gone wrong.
There were many things left to ask of Borden, who would return after handling the mining business.

“… Poop!”

“Mom?”

When she was over 7 years old, let’s use aegyo that she didn’t even use and try to cheer her up.
Aner, who turned her back, flinched at her, and an uncontrollable laugh erupted.

“Seriously! My only mother is my son!”

“Uh…?”

Aner turned around again, pulled his face into her soft breasts and wrapped his arms around his head.

“Side! My son is so happy that he does aegyo to her mother to make her feel better…”

Aner kissed her head buried in his chest and waved his arms around her head.

“Oh my…!”

“Poohyuk! My son’s pronunciation is all messed up. He’s so cute!”

As a way to express happiness, I couldn’t get past Eoyeongbuyeong, and the scent of Mamang was too stimulating.

“Ugh!”

“No! I can’t escape!”

However, it was difficult for her to breathe, perhaps because the scent of Aner was stimulating and buried in her voluptuous breasts.

“Paha! It was because it was difficult to breathe…!”

“Ah… My son’s face…”

“Whoa…Mom, are you feeling better?”

“No… My son’s face is pale and it’s not getting better again…”

As I pushed her voluptuous breasts out and breathed in, I saw her eyes, which had been swaying with loneliness and sadness until just now.

“Do not cry.”

“Mom doesn’t cry…”

“You look like you’re about to cry.”

“I’m not crying…”

Aner was a terrible son of a fool, and I felt the pain in his chest as my face turned pale because of him.

The words that he would not cry were colorless, and the blue eyes filled with water, and Aner wrinkled the bridge of his nose.

———————–
[Name: Aner Demicher]
– Age : 31
– Role: Grand Duchess Demicher
– Height: 163cm Weight: 48kg

– Likeability: 90 Excitement: 36

– Preferred Play: Top Rank
– Special settings:
– My heart: I’m having a hard time with my son…

– Target development figures
Bust : 50/100 Nipple : 48/100
Pussy: 45/100 Anal: 00/100
Clitoris: 43/100
– Subject’s special erogenous zone
Doesn’t exist
———————–

“Mom, can you smell it?”

“Huh…?”

“If you’re going to cry, smell it.”

I didn’t want to touch her breasts, so I used [Peromones] To soothe Aner who was crying and blaming herself.

[Activates pheromones. There is a pheromone target within a radius of 1M. It increases the subject’s sexual arousal and lowers their ability to think.]

“Mom, don’t cry…”

“There’s nothing more annoying than crying when you say you don’t cry.”

Maman Aner was very similar in personality to her Bracon sister, Illina, and had a childlike side to her.
Still, Aner had self-control, and it was fortunate that he fell asleep peacefully even after taking [Pheromone].

“I feel like my son treats Illina…”

“That’s right.”

“Has your mother been so childish?”

“Yes, she cries often and more recently than Ilya.”

“I’ve never had any luck…”

“It was crying that stopped just before crying.”

She hugged Aner and allowed her to take on [Pheromones] And her voice, which was her cry, calmed down.

“Son, be quiet.”

“Are you in a bad mood?”

“My son was bad.”

Shyness mingled with her calming voice, and Aner glared at her sullen expression.

“Oh! Son…!”

“If my mom doesn’t smile, I’m scared because her expression becomes grim.”

“I was trying to scare you.”

“I’m scared, so let go.”

“Poo-hoo! Son! Mama has a weak side on her side!”

He tickled her sides and armpits, and a bright smile bloomed on her sullen face.

She spent her time playing childish pranks with Aner, to the point that she forgot to use [Pheromone].
Aner stretched out her hand with her mischievous smile.

“Hey! My son’s skin is soft!”

“It’s against the law to put your hands inside your clothes!”

“There is no referee!”

Aner slipped her hand into her clothes and tickled her all over, giving her a good look for Mamang.

As her slender fingers passed through her body, she felt a dizzying stimulus and the blood rushed downward.
Aner let out her innocent laugh as she tickled her bare skin.

“Haa… I lost…!”

“Hey! Why did your son only tickle your clothes? Did you intentionally lose to your mother?”

“Let’s do that…”

“Really… Is it serious if even a weak-willed son looks cute?”

“Yes, it’s serious. And don’t hug me. I’m really weak.”

“I tried to smell it, but can’t I?”

Aner didn’t erase his mischievous smile and I nodded.

“I nodded no, so why are you hugging me?”

“She took it to mean being a mother.”

“Ha…”

“Son, I don’t like sighing.”

“I’m tired.”

“Hey! Son, thanks for trying to make mom feel better.”

My body and mind got tired from exchanging childish pranks with Aner.
I felt an unbearable level of drowsiness as I lay in her warm arms.

“I’ll sleep first.”

“Yes, sleep well in the arms of my son’s mother and wake up.”

Listening to Aner’s affectionate whispers, I relaxed from my body.
I fell into a sleep that I couldn’t easily wake up from as my heavy eyelids came down.

Aner sighed and kissed her cheek as her son snuggled into her arms and fell into a deep sleep.

“Hey… You must be the most blessed mother in the empire…”

Aner, who smiled her eyes, stared at her son, leaving a mark not on her cheek, but on her lips.

‘I’ll get scolded if I get caught…’

Aner seemed pretty to her son, who did everything in her power to soothe her loneliness and sorrow she felt because of her Borden.

“Side! Son, you can’t get up.”

Aner poured her untouched kisses upon her awake son,
She couldn’t stop using it, and she twitched the back of her nose as she smelled the strong smell of [Pheromone].

“No… He’s my son…”

Every time Aner kissed her son on the lips, she could smell something pleasant.
The lengthy time she kissed her son was rationalized between her son and her mother.

“Haum… Tseung!”

Aner went beyond kissing her lips and bit her lips with hers, a thrill of pleasure running down her spine.

“Haa… I feel good…♡”

Even when her son fell asleep, Aner, who couldn’t fall asleep because he kissed her lips, slowly became addicted to [Pheromone].
Her mind, longing for Borden, busy with her mining business, recalled her strange thoughts.

“Chung! Ha… Son… Ahem!”

It was Winter, not Borden, who tormented Aner in the strange imaginations that popped into her head.
The [Pheromone] Used by Winter lowered Aner’s thinking ability and destroyed values ​​such as her morality.

– Sreuk…

“I’ll do one more bad mother…”

Aner, who is addicted to [Pheromone], Wanted to solve her sexual desire with her son lying in the same bed, not with her far-away husband.

As she took off her cardigan, she reached into her flimsy clothes and grabbed her breasts, which had suffocated her winter.

“Ahh!! Eup!”

I only grabbed her breasts, but a strange moan escaped from her lips, and the area between her legs became wet.

‘Son… Don’t wake me up…’

The pleasure was stronger than usual, and Aner covered her lips, praying that her son would not wake up.

“Huh!! Huh…!”

I lowered her shoulder straps, took off her bra, and when I pinched the stiffly swollen body, her back straightened.

Her cunt oozes gooey juice, and Aner reaches an orgasm he hasn’t seen since Borden left.

“Haa… It’s dangerous…”

No, maybe it was a peak that Borden hadn’t been to even when he was in the Grand Duke’s family.

Even when she covered her lips with the palm of her hand, she almost let out a moan, and her juices ran down her thighs.

– Sizzle…

“Haeup!! Ugh…! Black!!”

Aner slipped his hand between his legs, not caring if the sheets and blanket were soaked with juice.

Her smooth skin was more wet than when she had foreplay with her husband, and her gooey juice flowed nonstop.

“Haa…! Haa… Not enough…♡”

However, Aner felt it was not enough to caress her cunt alone and looked at her son fondly.
With her sense of morality and sin broken, Aner wanted her son to tickle her.

“Son… Why didn’t you put your hand inside your clothes…? Why…”

Aner pulled down her winn piece with her love-drenched hands and grabbed her son’s wrist.

“Ahhh!!!”

As her son’s hands touched her breasts and brushed her nipples, Aner groaned and let out a strange moan.

“Haa! Son… What is your son’s hand…♡”

Not even thinking to cover his lips, Aner stared at the hand on his chest.

In the end, Aner, who felt the level of arousal and sexuality to the maximum and felt insane pleasure, crossed the line.

– Ugh…!

“Huh!!”

Aner, leaning back on the bed, placed a hand over his son’s wet cunt.

His eyes widened as his fingers brushed against the clitoris, which was as swollen as the stiff nipples.
The son’s hands were soaked in the sticky juice that gushed out of her pussy.

“Haa… My son’s hands are dirty…♡”

———————–
[Name: Aner Demicher]
– Age : 31
– Role: Grand Duchess Demicher
– Height: 163cm Weight: 48kg

– Likeability: 90 Excitement: 100

– Preferred Play: Top Rank
– Special settings:
-Inside: My son…If you move his hand…

– Target development figures
Bust : 50/100 Nipple : 48/100
Pussy: 45/100 Anal: 00/100
Clitoris: 43/100

– Subject’s special erogenous zone
Doesn’t exist
———————–

‘What should I do with this…?’

However, even though Aner quietly prayed for him not to wake up, Winter woke up.
She also noticed that the hand on her smooth pussy was covered with sticky juice.

“It would be nice to have a dream… But I fell asleep…”

Aner, who was lying on his side, stroked his cheek, but the hand between his legs did not give up.

“Ah !! Haa … Should I do it too …?”

The smooth cunt twitched and bit his finger, and Aner was ready to cross the seemingly impossible line again.