Chapter 73: Alora’s Confrontation

In a lower district.

A black sedan slowed to a stop and a woman dressed elegantly, with a cold expression, stepped out of the vehicle.

Her eyes were calm, and she had a black, blood-red necklace around her neck that seemed to blend perfectly with her black dress and her calm, matured facial expression.

The moment she stepped out of the vehicle, she glanced at her surroundings and for a moment a brief look of disgust appeared in her eyes when she noticed the men who were drinking and smoking, while there were others ogling at her.

Her fingers twitched at her sides.

Alora was disgusted by weakness.

She considered it the biggest sin. And she disliked it even more when the weak unawakened humans ogled at her body like she was a treasure worth having to them.

"What’s such a pretty lady like this doing here?"

"Tsk, yesterday it was a pretty boy, today it’s a pretty lady."

She hesitated on killing everyone, but felt that might not be appropriate since she was just a guest here.

She glanced around, then settled on one of the men that was a little less disgusting to look at.

"Do you know any one called may?" she asked evenly, watching the man’s facial expression closely.

"May?" The man glanced at the others and after receiving a nod from one of the older men around, he understood that it was relatively safe to tell her about May’s whereabouts.

At the slums, although they were majorly weak compared to other awakened, they took care of each other and rarely ever betrayed or compromised on one another.

After receiving the nod, the young man began speaking.

"She returned with her mother moments ago. I can show you to her house."

"Lead the way." Alora said calmly.

The man glanced one more time at the men around before leading Alora all the way to May’s house.

Alora glanced around and noticed the disparity between the slums and where the awakened ruled.

She sighed softly.

At the same time, she wondered internally what connection May had with that charming youth.

’I can’t believe I forgot to ask him for his name...’ Alora thought with a twinge of regret in her heart.

"We’re here." The young man gestured to the shabby wooden apartment.

Alora glanced at it, then around it, and no expression appeared on her face.

"You can leave." She said to the man and he immediately complied.

The man had always felt there was something unsettling about Alora’s cold gaze.

So being asked to leave, he left without hesitation.

Alora stepped forward and knocked lightly on the door.

Knock... knock... knock...

There was a brief silence before a voice sounded from inside.

"I’m a little busy, come back later."

"May?"

"Yes." May heard the feminine voice and was a little surprised.

Only very few females stayed around and she could recognize every single one of their voices.

This one sounded completely unfamiliar.

May quickly rounded up what she was doing and opened the door, and she was immediately greeted by a beautiful and unfamiliar face.

"Sorry, do I know you?" May asked too quickly, staring at the woman in confusion.

"May." A smile appeared on Alora’s face. It was the first one since she arrived here.

"Let’s have a conversation, shall we?"

...

I glanced at the holographic screen in front of me that displayed my mother’s image.

Evelyn had her love juices trickling down her pussy and down her thighs.

It trailed down, painting a lewd sight, and her butt bounced rhythmically while she climbed the stairs.

She reached the door to my room, then stretched her finger and placed it against the door gently.

She slid her palm across the surface of the door for a few seconds before lowering her hand down towards her pussy.

She rubbed her slit gently, causing her fingers to immediately be coated in even more of her love juices.

She glanced around for a deliberate moment, then lowered her gaze back to her pussy.

At the same time, she fondled her breast while biting her lips and pinching her nipples.

Staring at her erotic display, I figured what my mother had in mind.

’So she’s such a slut...’

I never imagined I would see this side of my mother.

The side that wanted to bring herself to an even more stimulating orgasm at the thought of cumming just outside her own son’s room.

My cock became as hard as possible.

’If it’s stimulation you want, mom... then I’ll gladly give it to you.’ I muttered under my breath.

Then, placing the cock at the entrance to her pussy, I deliberately began teasing her pussy in slow circles.

I rubbed the head of my cock against her pussy lips in a circular motion while staring at the holographic display.

I waited for the specific instant that her breathing had turned soft and a little relaxed.

Then, without warning, I shoved myself into her pussy as deep as I could go.

Pa!

The sound of my balls slapping against her ass echoed lewdly along with the sound of our skin smacking against each other due to the sensation.

Evelyn felt as though she had lost all sensation in her legs.

Her knees weakened and she collapsed against the frame of the door, only using the doorknob to hold herself up.

Her juices trickled down her legs, and a little droplet pooled on the floor.

"Ahh..." a lewd moan filtered out of her mouth before she could stop it.

The sensation of the cock filling her womb came so suddenly that she didn’t even have the time to control her actions.

The moment she let out such a lewd moan, she bit her lips and her eyes showed a flicker of panic.

She tried to rush downstairs quickly, a nervous smile appearing on her face, but it was already too late.

The doorknob to my room twisted open and there I was standing with a confused and fake sleepy expression on my face as I rubbed my eyes.

"M... mom?" My eyes deliberately seemed to land on her pussy first and the love juices running down her legs, before dragging up towards her face, showing just the right amount of confusion and shock.