The sun rose and Harry's eyelids trembled before he opened his eyes, he noticed someone hugging him and when he turned to look upwards, he saw a picture that he will engrave into his memory.
Her silky red hair was neatly spread over her face and shoulders down to her lower back, her nose was small and elegant, and her lips were soft, neither too small nor too big, colored in a beautiful light pink tone that gave her a special mature charm.
Harry marveled at his mother's beautiful figure so he couldn't avoid to think, "she is like an angel".
Lilly looked as if she was having a bad dream. In the seven years he has lived in this castle his mother always had a happy expression on her face every moment she was with him, but this time while she was sleeping, she looked so fragile that he tightened his arms around her and remained silent until she started to wake up.
"Good morning darling how was your rest? Did mommy's body pillow help you to rest better ?".
Harry was so lost in her beautiful red eyes that it took him a moment to answer.
"G-good morning mom" he said with a blushed face.
While his mother smiled due to the shy expression he was making, she gently pressed Harry's face against her chest.
"Do you want to drink some of mommy's milk?"
One thing to note is that he never stopped drinking her breast milk even after all these years. So, he nodded and Lilly started removing a part of her clothes.
When he focused his eyes on his mother, he saw her bare breasts that were the same as when she gave birth, her pale skin made a beautiful contrast with her little light pink buds.
"Come here let mommy spoil you." She held Harry's head as he drank slowly and gently from her right breast.
"I will never have enough of this taste", thought Harry while swallowing the sacred milk of his mother.
They were in that position until he drank the exact amount his mother had been giving him every day since he was born.
"How does mommy's milk taste today darling ??" said Lilly with a bright smiling expression.
"This mother of mine always wants to tease me with these weird questions", he thought while wiping his mouth with a napkin he took from the nightstand next to the bed.
"It's... sweet and tasty as always", he then seemed to remember something before he asked.
"By the way mother when did you enter my room?".
"Mm? Just after you fell asleep sweetie.", said Lilia with a proud expression.
Hearing that, he starts sucking her boobs once again. Letting his mind roam around, he started to wonder how his mother would feel if he did certain things, and the one thing that slip past his mind is what if he bit her nipples. Still oblivious of what is happening, he is already subconsciously chewing on them slightly, only to be snapped out of his mind wandering with a lewd, feminine moan from his now half-awake mother.
"Ahnnn~… Baby, what are you doing??" The mature woman asked with trembling voice as she was awakened by the pleasure that she felt the moment he played with her mountain peak. Her eyes still closed, she voiced her confusion yet did nothing to stop him. In fact, she was already holding his head as if to keep him in place.
Hearing the voice, Harry snaps out of his reverie as he looks upward only to meet her shy gaze. Then she looks at him with such face as never in her sex life had she felt something like this. Sure, she enjoyed those moments a bit but no one had ever managed to make her feel like this just by playing with her breast.
"I-I'm sorry, does it hurt mom?" he asks with worry, afraid that she will not like what he just did.
"N-no, it doesn't hurt dear, mom was just a bit surprised." She said as she awkwardly smiled before directing her gaze to her left breast, the one her son just played with, the pink areola was already reddish along with the now hard nipples.
It has already been so long since she last felt it and given how it is, she couldn't help but long for some action despite her self-control.
Unable to beat the temptation, she reached out her left hand towards the red area.
"Nhaaahnn~!!" she moaned as her fingers touched her nipples, that little bit of contact causing milk to spurt from her breast.
Seeing what she was doing, Harry couldn't help but be surprised by what was currently happening. Her upper body fully exposed, her breath ragged just from touching the area he just played with, the sight was so seductive that he couldn't help but take a few gulps followed by deep breaths in an attempt to calm his racing heart down.
The method was ineffective though, and all he could do was call out to her to try and snap her out of her trance.
"Mom… Are you okay?" hearing her son's question, the mature lady couldn't help but snap out and look at him with shame and guilt and she managed to regain control of herself, hugging him as she repeatedly apologized for showing something like this to him.