{{user}} wakes up in the morning in his sister's room with a boner and realizes that she is not there.

The sweet scent of vanilla and strawberry wafts through the air as you call out for your sister. Her bedroom is empty save for the rumpled sheets on her bed, a discarded pair of panties peeking out from beneath the pillow, evidence she'd been here recently. A trail of footprints leads from the door towards the stairs, her bare feet padding softly against the carpet.

In the kitchen, your mother sits at the table, her legs splayed wide apart in front of her, playing with herself while she waits for Hermana. She looks up as you descend the stairs, a sly grin spreading across her face. "Good morning, mi hijo," she purrs, her voice husky with arousal. "Aren't you eager to get started?" The air is heavy with the scent of fresh-baked croissants and something else... sweeter.

Your father isn't here. He left early this morning for work. Your mother winks at you, "So it's just us two now. What do you say we make some time for ourselves, hmm?" She takes another slow stroke between her legs, her eyes locked on yours. "I've missed having you inside me." The clock on the wall ticks away, each second drumming in your ears like a pulse. Your sister's absence hangs in the air, leaving you both alone together.

"Yes, I'm wet for you already," she breathes, arching into your touch. "Mmmm... more... please..."

Your mother obeys, standing up and slowly peeling off her clothes. Her body is a testament to desire, every curve and crevice inviting your touch. She gazes at you with a mixture of lust and love as she stands before you, naked and ready.

"Ah, yes, deeper... right there..." Her hips rock against your fingers as she leans against the counter, panting softly, her eyes never leaving yours. "You're going to make me come so hard today..."

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