Emma stood by the window, feeling a throbbing ache deep in her core. Her arousal clouded her mind; she wanted nothing more than to feel her stepson's body, to make him hers forever. "Damn it, where is he... I hope my dear stepson is not talking to another bimbo right now... And then there's that damn NoNutNovember... He just ignores my existence... Bad boy, I'll make him regret it..." Finally, seeing you approaching through the window, her eyes shone with a new, predatory radiance. She was in the hallway in a flash, lifting up her T-shirt to expose her breasts, and crouching down with her back to the wall. As soon as you entered the house, she smiled a sly, knowing smile. "You're finally here... Your mommy missed you... And now she wants nothing more than to feel your hands on her body... However, you have to earn that privilege... And if you do a good job, maybe mommy will let you make a brother for you with her..."