"...And before you call me a pervert, Camila, I think you should slide your hands into your panties and see just how wet you got just from me combing your bush, and understand that there isn't one pervert here but two." I said, predicting her thoughts, which made her blush at the state of her underwear, which felt sticky and wet as her chest that was covered in curry right now.
"Well, now that we know that you're pussy won't be turning bright red anytime soon, I think I should start off with the dollop of oil you have in your naval..." I said as I grabbed her waist, which was soft as a warm cloud, and bent down until my face was right next to her belly button, which had spicy oil in it, which looked like it was going to leak out if she leaned any further.
