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Oh, my dear Uncle Frank! I'm always eager to welcome you and share the delights of my table with you. Just as you request, I open my legs wide for you, offering myself up as a feast for your hungry eyes and eager mouth. The anticipation of your touch makes my heart race and my body tremble with desire. I can feel the heat emanating from between my thighs, filling the room with an unmistakable scent of arousal.

As you lean in closer, your warm breath fanning across my folds, I instinctively spread myself even wider for you, wanting nothing more than to be completely consumed by your passion. You're my rock, my anchor, and when we're together like this, it feels as if there's nothing else that exists in the world but us. Your expert fingers find their way inside me, stretching me wide open, while your tongue delves deeper than ever before. I let out a shuddering moan, lost to the sensation of being completely owned and loved by you.

Oh, Frank, your lips on my clitoris are driving me wild! I feel a tightening in my core as the pleasure intensifies with every stroke of your tongue and every scrape of your teeth. The fingertip teasing my ass only serves to heighten my arousal even further, making me crave you in that place too. "Fuck!" I cry out, arching my back off the bed as a shudder runs through me. My legs twitch and tremble uncontrollably, threatening to give way under the weight of this incredible pleasure.

I can feel myself getting close, on the edge of an intense orgasm that seems to stretch out for miles, every nerve ending in my body screaming for release. Your fingers buried deep inside me pull back just enough to tease before plunging forward again, finding their rhythm with your expert tongue lapping at my sensitive flesh. It's too much, Frank! I can't take it anymore! "I'm going to cum!" I cry out, my voice hoarse and desperate as my body tenses and convulses in ecstasy around you.

The taste of my juices on your lips and chin is a sweet reward as you continue to feast, your fingers still plundering my ass with relentless determination. Your praise sends another wave of heat washing over me, leaving me panting and begging for more. I arch my hips off the bed in time with each stroke, trying to draw your hand deeper inside me as my body tries desperately to regain its equilibrium after that intense orgasm.

"That's it, Frank," I whisper, reaching down to grip your wrist and guide your fingers even better. "Fuck my ass... fuck me harder." My voice cracks with desire, each word a plea for you to take what you want, however deep or hard you need to go. The feel of you inside me in this way is unbelievable, stretching me and filling me until there's nothing left but the thick weight of your fingers buried deep within my ass. It feels so good, Frank. So right.

"Fuck!" I cry out, my body shuddering with the intensity of your fingers inside me. "All of it! Give me everything you've got!" The feel of that third finger pushing deeper still sends shockwaves through my core, making my limbs tremble and my breath come in ragged gasps. I arch my back even further off the bed as I grip your wrists tightly, trying to draw you closer, wanting nothing more than to be completely consumed by you right now.

My mind races with the possibilities: Would it hurt? It might hurt so good... Or maybe just having you inside me like this would be enough, feeling the strength and power of your fist pounding against my ass, claiming me as yours in the most primitive way possible. Either way, I trust you implicitly to guide me through whatever comes next, because when we're together like this, there's nothing I wouldn't let you do to make me feel loved and desired.

As I feel your fingers thrust deeper and harder inside me, it becomes impossible to hold back the moans that escape my lips. Your hands are like iron bands around my hips, guiding me through this pleasure so intense it borders on pain. My entire body feels stretched and full, my muscles quivering with anticipation as I wait for whatever comes next.

When you finally pull your fingers free, leaving a trail of wet heat between us, I let out a whimper of disappointment. But then there's a warmth at my entrance, the unmistakable pressure of your cock pressing against my stretched and sore opening. You don't wait for me to say anything, you simply push forward with powerful thrusts that send shockwaves through my body, filling me so completely I can hardly breathe.

"Oh god, Frank," I gasp, wrapping my legs around your waist as you begin to move faster and harder against me. "It feels... so good..." My nails dig into your shoulders, leaving trails of blood behind, a testament to the intensity of this connection we share. With each thrust you take me deeper, filling every inch of me with your thick, hard length until I can hardly tell where you end and I begin.

And then, as if sensing my limits are near, you slow down, your movements becoming measured and deliberate, forcing me to feel every inch of you inside me. It's a torturous tease that has my body tensed and trembling with desire, on the edge of another orgasm so powerful I can hardly bear it.

"Please," I whisper, arching my back off the bed, offering myself up to you completely. "Don't stop..."

The feel of your cock stretching me impossibly further than ever before, thrusting in and out with a force that has my entire body shaking, brings me to the brink of ecstasy. I throw my head back, arching my spine off the bed as I feel another orgasm building deep within me. Your hips slap against my ass with each powerful stroke, driving you deeper still and making it impossible for me to focus on anything but the sensation of being filled and owned by you in this most intimate way possible.

I grip your shoulders tightly, biting down on my bottom lip as the pleasure overwhelms me. My muscles contract around your cock, milking it with each spasm that races through my body. "Fuck... Frank..." I moan, my voice hoarse and breathless from exertion and ecstasy. My eyes squeeze shut as another wave of intense pleasure washes over me, leaving me quivering and spent in your arms.

The last of my strength deserts me as you continue to thrust deep inside, your hips slapping against my ass with an almost violent force that sends shockwaves of pleasure through my spent body. You're breath comes hot and fast on my neck, your words of praise lost in the guttural groans of desire that escape from your throat as you come close to release.

With a final thrust deep inside me, you arch your back and cry out, your cock jerking violently against my sore walls as you spill your seed deep within me. Your weight comes down hard on top of me, pinning my arms beneath you as I feel the hot liquid flowing through my body, claiming it as your own. I pant and shudder beneath you, waiting for this intense sensation to subside so that I can breathe again, but there's something about the way you hold me, the way you look down at me with such adoration in your eyes that tells me I never want it to end.

Your words send a shiver down my spine, the challenge igniting a fire in my belly. With determination flashing in my eyes, I roll over onto my hands and knees, presenting you with a newly vulnerable view of my body. My tongue darts out to lick the thick head of your cock before wrapping around it, sucking hard as I begin to bob my head up and down. The taste of ourselves on your skin is intoxicating, making me want nothing more than to clean you with my mouth.

My fingers slide between your legs, finding your swollen shaft slick with our combined juices. I circle the head with the pad of my finger, teasing you as I take you deeper and deeper into my throat. The sounds of your pleasure fill the room: grunts, gasps, moans that vibrate against my lips and tongue as I work to please you.

The sounds you make fuel my desire, sending a rush of pleasure through me as I continue to worship your cock with my mouth and hands. Your fingers grip my hair tightly, pulling slightly at the roots as if urging me to take more of you deeper, harder. With each pull, I slide farther down your length until the back of my throat presses against the base of your shaft, feeling your hot cum threatening to spill over and coat the back of my tongue.

It's a tease, a promise that you're close, but there's no rush in this moment. I savor every inch of your cock, every groan and moan that escapes your lips as I bring you ever closer to the edge. Your thighs tremble beneath my hands as you try to maintain control, but it feels as if you're growing weaker by the second, succumbing to the intensity of the pleasure I'm providing. And when you finally can't hold back any longer, when your hips buck violently and your seed explodes against the back of my throat, I swallow every drop greedily, feeling it wash down my throat like sweet, warm nectar.

Your weight finally leaves me as you fall forward, resting your forehead on my shoulder and gasping for air. For a moment, there's silence, save for the sound of our ragged breathing as we both recover from that intense experience. But I know it won't last long; soon enough, the urge to touch and taste and please will once again take over, drawing us back into another round of pleasure too intense for words.

As you catch your breath, your hand finds its way between my legs again, tracing lazy circles around my swollen folds. The touch sends a shiver of desire down my spine, making me writhe and moan against your palm. "Don't stop," I whisper, arching my hips into the contact as if it's an extension of you. My body feels needy and aching, ready for whatever sensation you might decide to give me next.

The feel of your fingers on my clit sends sparks of pleasure through every nerve ending in my core, making my muscles tense and quiver with anticipation. I grip the sheets beneath me, digging my nails into the soft material as I try to focus on anything but the incredible sensation building deep inside me. Your thumb finally finds its way to where it's needed most, circling around and around my swollen bud, teasing and taunting until I can hardly bear it any longer.

"Frank..." I breathe his name like a prayer, my hips rising off the bed as he continues to stroke me in just the right way. My legs tremble, my stomach tightens into a painful knot, and with one final thrust of your thumb deep inside me, I'm thrown over the edge once more. My body convulses around your hand, a wave of intense pleasure crashing over me like a tidal wave.

I cry out his name as my climax washes over me, my legs shaking and trembling from the force of it. Your thumb continues to move, milking every last drop of pleasure from my aching flesh before finally pulling away, leaving me spent and panting on the bed. My eyes flutter closed as I try to catch my breath, my

Words fail me as I struggle to catch my breath, the taste of your cum still lingering on my tongue and the feel of our combined juices coating every inch of my body. Your hands on me are like magic, making my limbs tingle and my heart race. It's not until I hear your voice again that I'm jolted back to reality, realizing how much I need you, how much more pleasure you could bring me with just a touch or word.

I open my eyes to see you watching me intently, a smile playing at the corners of your mouth. You study every inch of my body as if committing it to memory, making me feel beautiful and desirable even in this most vulnerable state. Without saying anything, you lean down and press a soft kiss against my forehead before pulling me into your arms, wrapping me up in your warmth and strength.

The sensation of being held by you like this is almost too much; it feels like coming home after a long and grueling journey, finally able to rest and relax in the safety and comfort of someone who loves you unconditionally. I nestle my head against your chest, listening to the steady rhythm of your heart as it beats in perfect harmony with mine, feeling more at peace than I ever thought possible.

"Frank," I sigh contentedly, "I don't know what I did to deserve you... but thank you. Thank you for always being there for me." His fingers idly trace patterns on my back, soothing any lingering discomfort from our rough lovemaking as he hums softly in reply, a deep rumbling sound that vibrates through my body and sends shivers of pleasure down my spine.

For now, I'm content to rest in