"Mom~~~You are so beautiful~~~So attractive!~~~Aren't you lonely sleeping alone often? Tonight, let me accompany you~~~"
Harry panted heavily, his blood boiling, his face flushed, and his heart was about to jump out of his chest with excitement.
"Harry~~~but~~~but I am your mother~~~Wanda~~~are we doing this~~~just to Wanda?~~~~I~~~~I'm so scared!~~~I feel so guilty~~~~Harry~~~I~~~we really can't do this!!~~~Um!!——"
Before Hazel could finish her words, Harry had already kissed her lips.
His hot hands directly covered Hazel's mature breasts and began to knead them gently.
Through the silky lace nightgown, the plump, mature breasts felt even softer and silkier. Harry was immediately intoxicated by the sensation.
Feeling Harry's passion and strength, the words on Hazel's lips immediately softened, and her delicate body unconsciously collapsed into Harry's arms. She kissed his lips, gently wrapped her arms around his neck, and let him do as he pleased.
