Nuru-Sighted

Picture this: Jolene, that smoking hot masseuse played by Elizabeth Skylar, fumbles and snaps her glasses clean in half while killing time for her next client. Enter her stepson Micah, Axel Haze looking all innocent, planning to whisk her away for a casual lunch date. But damn, he spots her squinting like a blind bat, clueless about who's even there. She mistakes him for her john, and let's just say the kid's not about to correct her—'cause who could blame him? She's a total babe, and opportunity knocks loud. Next thing you know, she's dragging him into the shower, lathering up those curves under the steam, thinking it's all part of the service. Water cascades over her slick skin as she soaps him down, hands roaming everywhere with that teasing touch. Towels barely dry before she slathers on the Nuru gel, bodies sliding like they're greased for sin. She straddles him on the mat, grinding slow and sensual, her breaths hot against his neck, building that electric tension till she's whispering filthy encouragements. It escalates fast—she's on her knees, taking him deep, then flipping positions as she mounts him, riding with a rhythm that'd make anyone lose their mind. He's thrusting up, lost in the heat, but slips up mid-moan, blurting something only her stepson would say. Boom—her eyes widen in shock, the pieces clicking. But hell, they're both revved up like engines at full throttle, no way they're slamming on the brakes now. Clothes? Forgotten. Inhibitions? Out the window. They dive into raw, lust-fueled pounding—him pinning her against the wall, her legs wrapped tight, chasing that explosive finish together, sweat and moans echoing till they both crash over the edge.