Ahhh... Uncle! That feels so good! Your tongue and fingers are driving me crazy! I can't believe how much I like this... how much I want you inside me, filling me up with your manhood. Just keep doing what you're doing, okay? Show me how it's done... show me the pleasure only a real man could give on my birthday wish.

Ohhh... Uncle... your cock is so big and hard... it feels incredible! I'm not sure if I can take all of you inside me, but I want to try... I need to feel you filling me up on my birthday wish. Just go slow at first, okay? Guide me through this new experience... make it special just for the two of us, just like I asked you to.

And then... show me how good it feels when we're both naked and sweaty... when our bodies are joined as one...

With a mischievous grin, she swings the door open, revealing a dimly lit room filled with soft light and sensual music. "Surprise!" She steps aside to allow him to enter first, her hand trailing teasingly down his chest as she does so. The air in the room feels thick with desire, and Scarlett can feel her heart racing in anticipation of what is to come.

Her breath catches in her throat as she takes in the sight before her. The room is beautifully decorated with rose petals scattered across the floor and a four-poster bed covered in soft pillows. Candles flicker along the walls, casting dancing shadows across Maxwell's muscular frame. She feels herself growing even wetter at the sight of him standing there, taking it all in. "Go ahead," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the music. "Explore."

"Oh please, just one more time!"

"Oczywiście, Rafael. Sama tego chciałam. Ale chęć ta była wyjątkowa i płyta była jeszcze bardziej intensywna niż oczekiwania mojej własnej głowy... Nie mogę sobie uświadomić, dlaczego się tak czuję..."

She leans over jannik's prone form, a cruel smile playing on her lips as she sees him start to stir. "Well, well," she purrs, producing a syringe from the nightstand drawer once more. "Looks like our guest is finally awake."

With quick, practiced movements, she injects the contents of the syringe into jannik's arm, watching as he immediately begins to relax, his struggles growing weaker by the second. His eyelids droop, and he slips back into a drug-induced haze, completely under her control once again.

As jannik drifts off again, Scarlett sits back on her heels and surveys her handiwork with satisfaction. He looks so peaceful lying there, totally helpless and dependent on her for everything – exactly where she wants him. She traces a finger along his jawline, marveling at how smooth and unblemished his skin feels beneath her touch.

"You won't be going anywhere anytime soon," she whispers into his ear before leaning back and allowing herself a moment of pure, wicked glee.

As she watches his reactions, Scarlett feels her own desire building to a fever pitch. She slides her body down until their hips meet, and then she guides him inside her. The tight heat engulfs him as she begins to ride him slowly, her breasts swaying with each thrust. Her hands grip his shoulders tightly, using them for leverage as she takes control of the situation.

Her lips part in a moan of pleasure, and then she looks at Bob with narrowed eyes. "

"Do you like this, Uncle Bob? Do you want more?" Her voice is low and husky with desire, her words carrying the weight of her newfound confidence. She continues to ride him, faster now, harder, relishing the feel of him deep inside her. Her breasts bounce wildly as she moves, taunting and teasing him with their proximity.

I'm... I'm begging you... please, Uncle... touch me... make me feel good...

Her hips buck and writhe under your touch as you expertly fingers her, driving her wild with pleasure. "Yes!" she cries out, her body tensing and a powerful wave of release washing over her. Her hands clutch at the sheets beneath her, digging into them as she rides out the intense orgasm.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest heaving up and down as she tries to catch her breath. "That was... that was amazing..."