But despite learning about this, Evanora still didn't slow down. Even when Caius reach up and grabbed both her breasts, squeezing hard, she didn't stop. "I've been fucking magicked into incestuous sex with my son! Fuck! That orange juice early this morning!" But then, as there finally was a lull in the intensity of her pleasure, she also realized that it should have worn off by now. Completely. She should be simply angry at him.

Yet she wasn't. Not at all in fact. She was still pumping her entire body over that cock like a mad piston, driving him harder into the bed. Covered in sweat, trembling with so much...