After years of pent-up desire, I finally seduced my stepson. The forbidden thrill of our taboo encounter left me utterly satisfied, as I relished every moment of our illicit liaison.
After years of pent-up desire, I finally seduced my stepson. The forbidden thrill of our taboo encounter left me utterly satisfied, as I relished every moment of our illicit liaison.
As a mature woman, I've learned to indulge in my desires, no matter how taboo they may be. In this case, my desire is for my stepson. I've been longing for him for a long time, and I know it's wrong, but I can't help myself. Every time we're alone, I find myself making moves on him, and he always seems to reciprocate. It's a dangerous game we're playing, but the thrill is too much to resist. We've been able to keep it a secret for a while, but I'm starting to worry that someone will find out. The risk only makes it more exciting. Every time we're together, we push the boundaries, getting more daring with each encounter. I know it's wrong, but the pleasure is too great to resist. I'm sure we can't keep it up for much longer, but I'm going to enjoy every moment while we still can.
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