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The stepmom's long, perfectly manicured nails glide across her stepson's bare back, sending shivers down his spine. She leans in, her breath hot on his ear, 'Tonight, you're mine.' She guides him to the floor, her body pressing against his as she begins a slow, sensual massage. Her nails trace patterns on his skin, her touch firm yet teasing. He gasps as she reaches his thighs, her fingers brushing against his cock. She smirks, 'Don't move.' She continues, her voice a low whisper, her touch driving him wild until he can't help but moan, 'I can't... I'm going to...' She chuckles, 'Not yet, slave. Not until I say so.'