"I'm so close, Red. I'm going to explode, and fill you with my seed. You're going to come for me as I empty myself inside you." Even as I uttered each... word, my own voice began to fade as I fought that final moment of release. You finally broke your silence and spoke your first intelligible words since I'd entered you. "Yes... Please... Please fill me!" you begged, and hearing the desperation in your voice was all I could handle. With one final thrust, deep inside you, I let go, bellowing loudly. Each breath, each exhalation, released pieces of her tension, of her self-doubt, her toxins, ghosts of the past. She moaned, loudly. Thoughts of his hand at her neck, stilling her, gazing into her eyes, reading her soul consumed her. She knew he saw that moment of panic before it was purged with the rest of her poisons. Calmness. His. He had a way of cleansing her insecurities, her self-imposed impurities. Chloe reached for her vibrator. Bringing it to her begging sex, with a quick smooth. Ty stood in her doorway with his arms full — in one hand was a beautiful bouquet of flowers and in the other was a huge picnic blanket. ‘Can I come in?’ Ty asked. Marti smiled, ‘Of course. My door is always open to sexy men bearing gifts!’ Ty squeezed past Marti. He turned back to her, looked at the flowers in his hand and frowned. ‘I think these need water, don’t they? That is what they always do in the movies,’ he said. Marti stifled a giggle. Obviously Ty wasn’t in the habit of bringing. Usney bhi gand dheeli ki howi thi aour uska sorakh ab tight nahien tha.Mien ney lund per lagey thook ko uski gand key sorakh per phailana shro ker diya.Woh machal rahi thi.”Ab kerdo na ander kiya soch rahey ho, Uncle!”mien ney lund ko sorakh per rakh ker dabaya to bhateeji ki halki si cheekh nikli.mien ab kafi expert ho giya tha. Mien ne lund ko baher nikala phir thodr ander kiya phir baher nikala thodr aour andr kiya aour isi terah chothi bar mien mien mera shareer uskey shareer sey judr giya.