In the dim glow of the nightlight, Jay Montana stirs, his leg brushing against his stepmother Ivana's. Awakened, Ivana feels a familiar warmth pool between her legs as she looks at her stepson's sleeping form. She can't resist, her fingers trailing down her body, finding her clit already engorged. As she fingers herself, Jay's eyes flutter open, catching her in the act. 'Ivana...' he whispers, his voice thick with desire. She freezes, then smiles, 'It's just you and me, Jay. Let's make the most of it.'