In the dimly lit study, the tension between mother and son thickens. She leans over the desk, her low-cut blouse accentuating her curves, as she explains complex equations. His focus shifts from numbers to her inviting cleavage. Surprising him, she runs a finger along his cheek, whispering her breath hot against his ear. The room grows warmer as she guides his hand beneath her skirt. Fingers explore soft, ready flesh. Books tumble from the shelf as they stumble onto the floor, limbs entwined. Moans echo as she rides him, her eyes locked with his, finding pleasure in each other’s gaze. They climax simultaneously, lost in a whirlwind of ecstasy. The study’s silence is broken only by their heavy breaths, marking an unforgettable lesson learned.
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Date: October 29, 2025



