Misc. Erotica The unexpected path

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Meanwhile at port main group of men who had been supervising the disembarkation were now on their knees, hands zip-tied behind their backs.

Ten containers stood open under powerful portable lights.
Crates of high-value electronics mixed with carefully concealed packages of narcotics and forged documents were being photographed and catalogued.

One of Ajay’s officers approached and spoke quietly. We may need to proceed with raid on the farm house we have enough proofs to send them for a very long time.

He gave a short nod.
“Secure everything.

Start the transfer of evidence.

I’ll send for the one-way signal to Team B before we move on the farmhouse.”






Inside the black Vellfire, Shyam was still buried deep inside Lina.

Her naked body was arched beneath him, legs wrapped around his waist, soft moans filling the vehicle.
He had one hand gripping her breast, the other braced against the seat as he thrust steadily.

Sweat slicked both their bodies.

The windows were fully fogged.

Shyam glanced at his watch between thrusts.

He slowed his movements, listening.

No urgent footsteps.

No raised voices.

No one had gone up to the terrace to check on the bosses.
Lina noticed the change in his rhythm and opened her eyes.
“Why did you stop?” she whispered, still breathless.

Shyam leaned down, kissed her neck, and answered softly.
“Just making sure no one disturbs us.”
He began moving again, deeper this time, keeping her focused on him while his mind stayed sharp.