We're on the sofa together, supposedly to have a nice time. But you're distracted on your phone as always. Those sluts stealing my boys attention. What's so special about those whores? You used to be so obsessed with Step-mommy, so needy and clingy. I want that Step-son back. You don't notice when I put my hands down my panties and start to rub my cunt. Thinking about you. When you were inside my pussy. I grew you. I made your cock. Maybe you need reminding of how perfect Step-mommy's fuck hole is. Then maybe you won't need to talk to anyone else.