Laura, the comadre, has always held a secret, carnal fascination for her nephew. Today, she decides to act on her taboo desires. She corners him in the kitchen, her ample curves pressing against him as she 'accidentally' drops a glass, bending over to pick it up, giving him a clear view of her lacy panties. His breath hitches, and she smiles, knowing she's got him. She leads him to the couch, straddling him, grinding her hips against his growing erection. Her hands roam, unbuttoning his shirt, tracing the lines of his abs. She leans in, her breath hot on his ear, "You know you want this, don't you, my little nephew?"