I was home alone one afternoon, feeling the urge to relieve my pent-up desires. I slipped into the bathroom, closed the door, and started pleasuring myself. Lost in the moment, I didn't hear the door creak open. Suddenly, my stepson stood there, watching me with a mixture of shock and arousal in his eyes. I froze, unsure of what to do next. But before I could say anything, he stepped closer, his desire evident. Bhabhi devar ki chudai, he whispered, his voice husky with desire. And in that moment, I knew I wanted him just as much as he wanted me. As he reached out to touch me, I knew that this forbidden passion would consume us both. And I surrendered to the pleasure that awaited us.
