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In the quiet of dawn, the stepmom's lips part, her hot breath whispering over his stiffening cock. She takes him in, inch by inch, her tongue swirling, her lips stretching to accommodate his size. He groans, hands tangled in her hair, as she sucks him with a hunger that belies her role as his guardian. She worships his cock, her head bobbing, her moans vibrating, until he's panting, close to release. But she always pulls back, leaving him aching, until the next morning's ritual begins anew.