A Pervert's Dream Land.

At that exact moment, Mira rushed back into the shed with a small pot of water.

She skidded to a halt, staring at the scene: her mother, with Kael’s cum still drooling from the corner of her mouth and her eyes half-lidded, clutching Kael’s penis as if it were a lifeline she feared someone might steal.

How much does she love Brother’s dick?Mira thought, a bitter sting of jealousy hitting her chest. She’s still holding onto it like it’s her only possession.

But she knew this wasn’t the time to dally. She quickly stepped forward and thrust the pot toward Kael.

Amber finally snapped to her senses as the cool water splashed across her face, shocking her system.

As the fog cleared, she saw her children—Mira, who looked genuinely worried, and Kael, who was still wearing that same faint, amused smile.

She followed her daughter’s gaze downward and realized with a jolt that she was still gripping Kael’s dong.

A deep, burning blush of shame flooded her cheeks, and she snatched her hand away as if burned.

"I... I am alright now, kiddos," she stammered, her voice trembling. "Don’t worry about me."

Mira wasn’t satisfied by the flimsy excuse. "What actually occurred, Mom, while I was away?"

She demanded, her gaze sharpening as she turned her eyes toward Kael, clearly looking for someone to hold accountable.

Kael just shrugged, his expression perfectly relaxed.

"Don’t blame it on Kael, Mira. It was my own fault," Amber quickly interjected, her voice steadying as she composed herself. "I’ve been taking my work too seriously lately. It must be due to the mana drain."

Amber kept the truth buried—she didn’t dare mention that it wasn’t exhaustion from magical exertion, but rather the sheer, overwhelming wave of orgasmic pleasure that had sent her straight into unconsciousness.

Fortunately, Mira’s focus was entirely on their faces, and she didn’t notice the damp, telltale puddle of Amber’s juices still glistening on the floor.

Mira huffed, visibly annoyed that her mother was once again shielding Kael from blame. Seeing that Amber was awake and physically fine, she didn’t see much point in staying to argue.

With a frustrated stomp, she turned on her heel and stormed back out of the shed, leaving the two of them alone once more.

With Mira gone, Kael and Amber were left alone in the quiet, damp air of the shed, both of them completely naked.

Kael reached out, taking Amber’s hands in his, and let out a soft, teasing laugh. "Mom, you really made a mess, didn’t you?"

He gestured toward the floor, forcing Amber to look at the damp, slick puddle of her own juices soaking into the dirt. A deep, burning crimson climbed up her neck and onto her cheeks.

"Not a word of this to anyone. Understood?" she hissed, her voice sharp with desperation.

The shame was suffocating. She couldn’t let a soul know that she had been so thoroughly broken and had lost consciousness just from having her son’s cock in her throat—without even having full intercourse.

The idea that she had leaked all over the floor, completely defenseless and undone by his cock, was mortifying.

Seeing the dangerous, threatening glare she was fixing on him, Kael quickly shook his hands in front of his face in a gesture of innocence.

"Of course, Mom, I didn’t see anything. But you have to promise me you won’t stop me from doing it again."

Amber didn’t immediately answer, her gaze drifting back to the damp ground.

She let out a soft, noncommittal "hmm," her mind already drifting back into the intoxicating fog of what had just happened, her body still humming with the memory of his touch.

The family dinner was a simple, ordinary affair. Kael’s mother chatted cheerfully about the day’s happenings around the village, sharing bits of local gossip and news with the family.

Kael listened quietly, occasionally nodding in acknowledgment, but his mind was elsewhere.

He found it difficult to focus, as the conversation held little interest for him.

His attention drifted toward Mira. She was staring down at her plate, lost in her own dark thoughts.

When she finally looked up and caught him checking her out, she didn’t smile—she just made a sour face and huffed, turning her head away.

How does this girl manage to stay so consistent, hour after hour? Kael thought, suppressed amusement tugging at the corners of his mouth. I don’t know who she thinks she’s fooling.

It was no secret in the house that Mira harbored a strange, "extra" attachment to her brother.

Kael wasn’t interested in playing along, but not because he’d had some sudden moral awakening.

It simply came down to preference: Mira just wasn’t appetizing enough for him. It wasn’t that she was ugly—she was undeniably beautiful—but she lacked the heavy, womanly curves and the soft, doting, indulgent nature that his mother and aunt possessed.

To Kael, Mira was a closed book with nothing to offer, whereas Amber and Suna were ripe, inviting targets he had already begun to dismantle.

"Kael, you need to make a visit to Ruby," Amber said, not looking up from her plate as she poked at her food.

"She’s still nagging her husband to help her visit us so she can see you herself. It seems like me telling her you’re doing better just isn’t enough to satisfy her."

Amber sighed internally. She had already done her best to convince Ruby to stay put, but her eldest daughter had always been the stubborn one of the family.

Once Ruby set her mind on something, there was no changing it. Ruby’s husband worked the farms alongside her late husband, and they interacted often, but he was clearly stressed.

He didn’t want Ruby making the trek to her mothers’ house while she was in the advanced stages of her pregnancy, and frankly, Amber didn’t want the hassle either.

She figured the path of least resistance was simply to send Kael to Ruby instead, keeping her eldest daughter quiet and out of the way until the baby arrived.

Kael already knew about the state of his elder sister, so he nodded. "Okay, Mom, but when should I visit?"

"The sooner, the better," Amber answered, her tone firm. "Do it tomorrow or the day after."

"Understood," Kael replied.

Amber chimed in again at this point. "Let Mira tag along with you, too. It’s been a long time since she’s seen her sister."

"Fine with me," Kael replied, looking over at Mira. He waited for a reaction, but it seemed she had decided to ignore him entirely for the rest of the dinner.

Thinking about Ruby, Kael felt a surge of genuine anticipation. He wanted to see his sister—a literal carbon copy of Amber—with his own eyes.

All his current interactions with her were locked away in his mind as distant, hazy memories. Upon analyzing those memories, however, Kael realized that Ruby possessed a rather unique, specific kink.

With only this life memories, he might have dismissed her behavior as nothing more than an affectionate, sisterly bond, but now, armed with the memories and perspective from his previous existence, he understood exactly what he was dealing with.

Ruby had always enjoyed bathing with him far more than was typical for siblings. During those times, she took an unnatural, lingering interest in a particular part of his anatomy.

I don’t necessarily share your specific kink, Sister, Kael thought, a dark, devious smirk spreading across his face as he stared down at his plate, but it’s not like your demands are going to be too much for me to handle. I suppose I can manage to indulge you a little bit when I see you.

The thought of turning the tables on her, of using her own hidden desires against her just as he had with their mother, sent a thrill of anticipation through him. He couldn’t wait to see if she was still as fixated as he remembered.

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