Her breasts.

You stare at her bare breasts, squeezing them with a far more gentle touch than you usually do to others.

Drunken as she might be, Katherine is still aware enough to realize that she's being molested, by her own son, no less.

She struggles weakly as you hold her down. "They are so amazing... I can't believe I used to drink milk from these as a child." You say in a trembling voice.

"..." Mesmerized, your lips reach out for one of her nipples. Your tongue darts out and licks it softly. It grows erect almost instantly, just like the rest of her body.

"Nnng..." Katherine moans softly as you begin to suckle on her breast. "E-Edmund... S-Stop... I-I... Y-You can't..."

"I can..." You say in a low growl, pausing just to give her right nipple another lick. "And I will."

You grab both of her breasts firmly, massaging them. Her small hands squeeze the bed sheets. "Don't... Nngh... Stop, Edmund!" She pants softly, trying to pull herself away.

You find her efforts irresistibly arousing. Licking your lips you go back to sucking on her nipple, swirling your tongue around it.

Katherine squirms on the bed, her hands moving to your head. "I ssssaid.... Nnnno."

"Master." You hear Carol call from the sides. "Her panties."

"..." You stop suckling on her breasts, releasing her nipples with an audible pop.

"What about them...?" You inquire, but the answer is soon obvious; a small wet stain has formed on the front of her purple panties.

Your mother looks down at her crotch, her cheeks turning scarlet as she realizes that she's already soaked through her underwear. "W-Why...?"

Your mom attempts to close her legs, but you grip them tightly and keep them open. She gives a loud moan as you push your face into her pussy, kissing it gently.

The first thing you notice is how sweet her scent is.

"You are so wet, mom...." You murmur against her fleshy folds. "Even though I barely touched you."