"You are playing with fire, doll," he warned, eyes dark and dangerous. "A very deadly fire."
I looked at the chains on the bed again and pictured them clamped on my wrists, my tits and pussy in full display... Maybe deadly will do for now... 
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Harboring feelings for someone older than me seems deadly especially when the said person is my uncle. Despite knowing this, the thirst for a drop from his hot-as-hell river of sexiness can't be quenched. Fantasies turned into cravings which in turn spurred the implementation of my devious plans to get him all to myself. Will this blood barrier push him away from acknowledging this mutual feeling of lust, or will his fuel be poured on my burning coals?

Sinful Desires: My Uncle Is Mine

Picturing June's pussy wasn't so difficult. In fact, picturing a vibrator on her clit wasn't difficult because I had seen her do that before now. 


I saw her black hair on my crotch, her face on my cock. She looked up, her expressive brown eyes smiling into mine. 


She slurped the juices her pussy left on my cock, all the time, smiling into my eyes. 


I could almost hear her moans as she sat on my cock again to ride the hell out of me. 


A part of my mind told me I was doing something wrong, but my erect cock wasn't going to satisfy itself. 


As my abdomen tensed and I felt tingling in my balls, a warning filtered into my head: I couldn't cum on June's sheets. 


With a grunt, I sat on the edge of the bed, watching how June's scent slid on my cock, stroking me to the tip and going down to my shaft before repeating the process. 


Chapter 27