Fred got on the bed with him and knelt next to him, his eyes on my arse. “Get on your hands and knees,” he commanded.

Shivering at the command, I did as he asked. I got down on my hands and knees, anticipating what was about to happen.

A moan left my lips when I felt a hot, wet tongue slide from my arsehole to my clit. And when he sucked my swollen bud into his mouth, my body stiffened. I bit my lip so hard I could taste a hint of blood and I held it.

“Do you know what you are asking for, ...