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In the throes of a sultry afternoon, I find myself in my mother's room, the scent of her perfume still lingering. I'm drawn to her closet, where I discover her hidden camera, broadcasting live to her secret lover. I watch, entranced, as a young man, my age, strokes his rigid cock, his breath heavy with desire. He's my mother's 'mommy's boy,' and I can't look away as he brings himself to the brink, his body tensing as he erupts, cum shooting onto the lens, coating it with his desire.