Inanna's smile was as sexy as ever.
"But all I want, is to talk with you, my son,"
She appeared again on her knees, now with her hand holding that huge cock.
"Don't worry, even if you cum to my perfect handjob, it's not incest," she said with a teasing tone, "Afterall, you are adopted."
She kept moving her hands slowly, her technique was particularly refined, but she didn't needed it.
Her mer touch was electric, and almost impossible to resist.
Davi's entire body trembled under the weight of Inanna's touch, each brush of her fingers sending electric jolts through his core, threatening to unravel him completely.
Her divine existence made resistance feel like defying the laws of nature. By all rights, a mere mortal should have succumbed, his will shattered by the overwhelming allure of a goddess.
But Davi clenched his jaw, his mind a battlefield where lust warred with the stubborn flicker of reason that refused to let go.
