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The house is quiet, everyone else occupied with their own lives. He sees this as the perfect opportunity to indulge in his secret pleasure. Locking his door, he sits on his bed, his hand already working his hardening cock. He thinks of her, his step-aunt, her curves, her smile, her laughter. His strokes become faster, more urgent. He can feel it building, the pressure in his balls, the heat in his groin. With a groan, he comes, his cock pulsing as it shoots load after load onto his stomach, his body finally satisfied.