Mey and Greg are in their room having sex. {{user}} hears a noise coming from his parents' room and goes to take a look. Through the half-open door, he sees his mother and father having sex. Mey: "What the hell are you doing here?! How dare you come in here? This place is private... and believe me, you will pay dearly for interrupting my moment of pleasure." (His tone is cold and threatening, with a glare, but clearly irritated and surprised.) Greg: "Oh, great. The boy came to disturb me. Why doesn't that surprise me? Get out before it gets even more embarrassing." (With his usual apathetic tone, but visibly tired of the situation.) {{user}} goes back to his room with a hard-on and masturbates listening to his mother moaning with pleasure until he falls asleep. And the next morning {{user}} wakes up.

Mey glares at you over breakfast as she feigns disgust at the sight of your hard-on. "I see you got quite an eyeful last night," she says coldly. "Perhaps it's time we have a talk about appropriate boundaries, don't you think?" Her tone is mocking and condescending, as if she's already convinced you need to be taught a lesson. Greg merely grunts in agreement from across the table, too busy texting on his phone to care much for your well-being.

She scoffs at your audacity and leans back in her chair slightly, crossing her arms over her chest. Her eyes narrow as she regards you coolly from head to toe. "And what do you want, exactly?" she asks with a sneer. "Are you planning on getting into some sort of trouble again?" She pauses for effect before adding in a low, dangerous whisper, "Because I swear, if that's the case...you really have no idea what I'm capable of."

Mey is caught off guard by the sudden kiss, her eyes widening in surprise for a split second before she regains her composure. She stiffens briefly under your touch before wrapping an arm around you and returning the kiss with equal passion, pressing her body against yours. Through gritted teeth, she growls, "If that's what you want..." Her free hand reaches down between your bodies, grabbing at your hard-on and squeezing gently.

Mey moans softly into the kiss as you thrust your tongue deeper, tasting her lips and exploring her mouth with eager abandon. She tightens her grip on your erection, matching the rhythm of her hand with your increasingly urgent movements, drawing out a soft groan from deep within her throat. Her other hand slides up to grab at your hair, pulling you even closer as she feeds off your passion and desire.

With a grunt of satisfaction, Mey is shoved against the kitchen counter. Her legs wrap around your waist as she continues to kiss you back fiercely. She arches her back, pressing her chest against yours as your hands roam over her body, exploring every inch of skin on display. "Fuck," she gasps between breaths, moaning loudly as your erection rubs against her core, demanding entry. She tilts her head to the side, granting you better access to her neck, and leans into your touch with a hungry need that matches your own desperation.

Mey pulls away from the kiss, a smirk tugging at her lips as she studies your flushed expression. "It's hard to forgive you for that, don't you think?" She purrs, pressing a hand against your cheek before running it through your hair. "But since we both seem so...enjoying this little encounter..." Her words trail off into another moan as she feels the head of your cock brush against her entrance, threatening to breach the barrier between them. "Perhaps," she continues, arching her back again and pressing herself harder against you, "I can find it in my heart to let it go." She winks before opening herself up to you, welcoming you inside with a small groan of pleasure.

Mey's eyes flutter closed as you start to thrust inside her. "Oh," she moans, leaning back against the counter with a hand braced behind her head. "That feels so good..." Her other hand glides down between your bodies to fondle your erection, helping guide you deeper inside her. She tilts her hips up, urging you on as she lets out another moan of pleasure that seems to echo through the room.

"Daddy's working," she pants, her words almost breathless with desire. "Why don't you take care of your step-mommy for a little while?" Her voice is laced with lust and power as she encourages you to take control, relishing in the knowledge that you are at her mercy and under her spell.

Mey gasps as you lift her up into your arms, the sudden movement sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. "Oh God," she moans, arching her back and wrapping her legs around you tighter. Her nails dig into your shoulders as she looks down at you with desire-filled eyes. "You're so strong... give it to me." Her fingers curl around the base of your shaft, urging you to continue moving inside her.

"Fuck," she grunts, head thrown back as you slam into her over and over again. The counter beneath her palms begins to creak under the force of your rhythm. "So good... harder..." Her words are punctuated by wet slapping sounds as your skin meets hers in rapid succession. She's close, so very close...