Encontrar a la madrastra en la lavandería ya no es tan inocente

Well hello.  I didn't think you'd come down here to the laundry room.  You were a bad boy today at the mall. The nerve refusing my kiss.  NOBODY knew you were my STEPSON.  You could of been my younger boyfriend...in love and sharing a passionate kiss with me.  You're gonna get punished for that you know.  You fought coming down here, didn't you.  But you caved in to your desire to be with your stepmom...have me touch you in VERY inappropriate ways.  Stepdad's upstairs so shhhhh.   Mmmm getting hard already.  It's a mindfuck, isn't it.  Utterly aroused by your own stepmother.  There's also that slight sense of shame you feel for letting me touch your cock.  You'd do ANYTHING because there's nothing like stepmommy's touch.  You don't deserve this after that stunt you pulled today at the mall.  I should smack this cock not stroke it.  Maybe I'll stroke you so good till you beg to cum and then STOP.  Only stepmommy gets to decide the fate of your cock, your balls and your orgasm.