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In the bedroom, Celine's quiet sleep was suddenly broken. Her blue eyes snapped open, her heart pounding as the sounds of the impact faded away.

For a moment, she lay still, her mind struggling to understand what had woken her. The warm, soft sheets that had wrapped around her now felt tight as panic began to set in.

After all, it was the Empress's Palace; such sudden sounds were as rare as a storm in a desert, and any disturbance in the her Palace hinted at something serious.

Suddenly remembering something, she turned, reaching out instinctively for Lucian, only to find his side of the bed empty and cold. The realization hit her like a bucket of ice water.

Where was he?

Celine's heart pounded faster in her chest as she sat up, her beautiful eyes darting around the dimly lit room.

For a moment, she even wondered if the Emperor had found out what had happened the night before.

"No... that bastard wouldn't come here first thing in the morning,"

She told herself, calming down,

"Then, where did Lucian go? And that sound!?"

Then, she heard it — the soft sound of running water coming from the bathroom.

Relief washed over her, quickly replaced by curiosity and concern. What had happened?

Without a second thought, Celine slipped out of bed.

She walked towards the bathroom, the slightly cool morning air raising goosebumps on her naked skin, slowly hardening her nipples.

As she walked naked, her firm, but slightly sagging tits jiggled with every step, and the soft flesh of her round asscheeks rippled.

In the morning sunlight, one could see some marks on her plump thighs, left by Lucian's c*m drying up.

"Lucian? Son, are you in there?"

As she approached the bathroom door, she called softly.

Then relief washed over her as soon as she entered the bathroom, and saw Lucian washing himself, that quickly replaced by curiosity and concern.

What she saw was both confusing and shocking.

Lucian stood under the shower, water running over his muscular body.

But it wasn't just water washing away — a thick, black substance covered his skin, slowly being washed away by the steady stream.

Celine's eyes widened as she looked at the scene.

The bathroom was a mess — tiles cracked and shattered, a small crater in the floor, and an acrid smell lingering in the air.

"Wh-what happened here?"

Celine stammered, her voice cracking.

With his heightened senses, how could he not have noticed Celine's arrival? Yet only now did he reply.

Lucian apologized,

"Sorry, Mother, it seems I've awakened you!"

Although Lucian was cruel to his enemies, for his women he was gentle and considerate.

Celine's ocean eyes roamed over her son's body, noting the changes with a mixture of awe and lust.

His muscles seemed more defined, his skin smoother. He seemed to be more... handsome!

"I just broke through to the next realm, and wanted to test my strength,"

Lucian explained, a hint of excitement in his voice.

At this moment, Celine was already standing near Lucian, her eyes fixed on his morning wood.

Seeing Lucian's long blood-red cock standing firm, the thick ring of his mushroom head and the foreskin pulled back, exposing the sensitive skin of his dick, Celine's c*nt couldn't help but grow wet.

Lucian grinned, seeing his mother in such state, he coughed,

"Mother! Why don't you wash me? We can take a bath together!"

Celine smiled seductively,

"Sure... how can a mother refuse?"

Her mind was now filled with lust, with only the thought of having Lucian's dick pound into her f*ckhole, so she even ignored the topic about "breakthroughs", and why there were these foul-smelling things scattered about.

As She bent down to reach for the soap, Lucian could clearly see how her asscheeks split, revealing her shithole and wet p*ssy.

Lucian couldn't help but want to pound into her hole right away, but he stopped himself, waiting for her to wash him.

Celine soon stood up and began to rub the soap between her hands.

Scrub~ Slick~

Then, she began to rub Lucian's body, slowly and gently cleaning every inch of his skin.

Her hands roamed over his chest, his back, and his legs.

She worked methodically, washing away the filth that clung to him.

And as she rubbed him, she could feel her own arousal building, her nipples hardening.

Lucian leaned back, enjoying the sensation of her soft hands on his body.

But as she washed him, he couldn't help but notice how her fingers lingered on certain areas, how she washed him with a gentle touch.

"Mother, why don't you use your tits to wash me?"

He asked, a mischievous smile on his face, as he grabbed her motherly breast and squeezed it.

Celine moaned,

"Ah~ Lucian! Your demand is getting bolder and bolder,"

She said,

"But I must admit, the thought of my breasts sliding over your body does make me horny."

She reached up and cupped her ample tits in her hands, squeezing them together,

"You like the thought of using your mother's breasts to wash you off?"

Lucian nodded, his eyes wide with lust,

"Please, mother. Please do it for me."

Celine smiled and leaned forward, pressing her tits against Lucian's body. Then she began to slide them up and down his chest, her hard nipples rubbing against his skin.

As she worked, she felt her lust growing stronger, her p*ssy getting wet.

She really loved the sensation of her son's strong body against her boobs, the way his skin felt against her nipples.

"Is it working, son?"

she asked, her voice husky,

"Are you feeling good?"

Lucian nodded, his face flushed with heat,

"It feels amazing, mother. Please keep doing it."

Celine grinned and continued to rub her tits against him, sliding them up and down his whole body.

Her previous image as the Empress totally gone, now she was no more than a bitch in lust; a mother pleasuring her son.

"Now mother, wash my dick using your tits,"

Lucian said.

"Lucian!"

Celine exclaimed,

"You're so naughty."

But despite her shock, she couldn't deny that she was also turned on.

She knelt down between Lucian's legs and began to rub his fat dick in between her boobs, sliding them up and down his length.

Squelch~

Ruubinggg~~

As she worked, she could feel her nipples rubbing against his fore-skin, sending waves of pleasure through her body.

She couldn't believe she was doing this, but she was too horny to care.

She kept rubbing Lucian's boner with her tits, loving the sensation of his hard c0ck between her breasts.

As she did, she could feel her own p*ssy getting wetter and wetter, her clit throbbing with need.

Finally, she couldn't take it anymore!

"Lucian, I need you to f*ck me,"

She moaned, pulling away from his cock,

"Please, please f*ck your mother's hole now."

Lucian grinned,

"I thought you'd never ask, mother."

He grabbed her by the hips and pulled her closer, planted a kiss on her red lips.

Smo~oching~~

Celine's eyes fluttered shut as she surrendered herself to his kiss.

She couldn't resist him.

She felt his hands roaming over her soaked body, caressing her voluptuous curves and squeezing her large breasts as he pleased.

She could only moan muffledly as Lucian's tongue slipped between her lips, teasing her forked tongue.

Slurp~ slurp~

Celine's knees trembled, threatening to buckle beneath her. She leaned against him, feeling his strength supporting her.

In the warm spray of the shower, Lucian held his mother close, feeling her soft breasts pressed against his chest.

He didn't know if it was the rush of breaking through to a new realm or simply being around her, but he was extremely aroused.

His cock hardened more, pressing against her soft belly, poking her navel.

Celine gasped softly as she felt his cock pressing against her belly button as if trying to create a fourth hole in her body.

Her mind was foggy, clouded by lust.

"Mphh~!"

She moaned softly, arching her back as he massaged her chubby asscheeks, sending shivers of pleasure through her body.

Her forked tongue wrapping around Lucian's as their tongues danced, exchanging and drinking each other's saliva.

Sluu~urpinggg~~

The warm water cascaded over them, washing away the remaining acrid stench.

With a thick bridge of saliva, Lucian pulled back, breaking the kiss.

Lucian's hands cupped soft her asscheeks before lifting her up, his fingers sinking into her flesh.

Celine wrapped her arms around his neck, and her legs around his waist as she bear-hugged him.

"You are so beautiful, mother, I can't get enough of your p*ssy,"

Lucian whispered in her ear, his breath hot against her skin.

"Mother, how about we continue this in the bathtub?"

Lucian asked as he licked her neck and sucked, leaving behind red love bites.

"Th-that sounds like a wonderful idea, son,"

Celine agreed, her eyes gleaming with lust, as her hands roamed his wet white-hair, pulling him closer.

Lucian carried her out of the shower, her body slick and dripping wet.