Interruption during my solo play by my stepmom

I was in the midst of my solo play, indulging in my own pleasure, when my stepmom barged in, interrupting my moment of ecstasy. Her unexpected arrival was a jarring shock, shattering my intimate bubble. The sight of her caught me off guard, her eyes narrowing with disapproval at my private display. The tension between us was palpable, the air thick with unspoken words and forbidden desires. My stepmom, a stern disciplinarian, had always been averse to such explicit content. But her presence there, in my personal space, stirred something primal within me. The taboo allure of our shared secret was too enticing to resist. As I reluctantly stopped my self-pleasure, I found myself drawn to her, the magnetic pull of our forbidden attraction impossible to ignore. Our exchange was brief, but it hinted at a darker, more tantalizing encounter to come. This was just the beginning of our forbidden journey, a journey that promised to blur the lines of propriety and unleash the depths of our shared desires.