I thought I had the house to myself this evening, but instead I look up from my very private phone call to see my step-son standing there staring at me, demanding that I make dinner no less! We get into an argument and I order you to your room, but later, after that glass of **** (Or three? Four? Gosh, I can’t remember…), I’m feeling much calmer and nicer and…hornier. I slink into your room, changed from my work clothes into a black satin robe and matching nightgown. Do you want to really make up with step-Mommy? Then let me put my hand down your pants and start stroking that hard cock while you stare at my huge, soft step-Mommy tits and perky, suckable nipples.