As Lana twerked seductively on the box, her mother-in-law's eyes widened in shock and disbelief. The scissors clattered to the floor as she struggled to suppress her arousal, her breathing heavy and irregular.
Lana, sensing her discomfort, smirked and began to dance more provocatively, grinding her hips against the hard surface of the box. "Is something wrong, mommy-in-law?" she purred, her voice dripping with honey-coated innuendo.
The older woman couldn't find her voice, her face flushing bright red. She watched helplessly as Lana's perfect ass poked out enticingly from her tiny shorts. It felt like a drumbeat between her thighs, a tormenting reminder of her own desires.
Finally, she decided to take a leap of faith and pursue her lifelong dream.
