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A curious glance through the cracked door reveals her stepson's secret. A gasp escapes her lips as she takes in his throbbing member, his hand eagerly stroking. Intrigued, she enters, her voice barely above a whisper, "Need some help with that?" Her son hesitates, then nods. She takes over, her skilled hand milking him expertly. She leans in, her breath hot on his ear, "What if I wanted to be more than just a helper?" Their eyes meet, the tension palpable.