Jane

Vishal chuckles softly. “Dirty? You’re my mate, Jane. There’s nothing dirty about you.”

My heart races as his words send a wave of warmth through me. I feel his breath on my most intimate parts, and it drives me wild with desire. His tongue flicks out, tasting me, and I gasp at the sensation. It’s like nothing I’ve felt before.

“Hmmm! You taste so good, honey,” he moans. I am speechless. He sniffs my cunt again, and this time, he eats me up. His tongue ...