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Craving my husband's touch, I'm left unsatisfied and frustrated. My stepson, home from school, hears my cries of pleasure as I touch myself. He bursts in, catching me in the throes of passion. I'm mortified, but his gaze is hungry. We argue, but the air is thick with lust. Later, he finds me again, this time I can't resist. I push him onto the bed, straddling him, feeling his hard cock against my wet, needy pussy. We fuck hard and fast, our bodies slamming together, our cries filling the room. It's wrong, but it feels so fucking right.