He wipes me down with a warm cloth and it feels like tingly heaven. Like my skin’s never been touched before. I want to feel it for myself, but I don’t move, just hold my knees tight like he asked me to.

“Beautiful,” he says. “You’re absolutely beautiful, little Laine.”

He dips his head and blows warm breath on me, and it makes me shudder and squirm.

“Tingles…” I whisper. “It all tingles…”

He lets out a groan as he presses his lips to my pussy, and it’s so raw that it makes my head spin. His tongue swirls and laps at me, his fingers spreading me open until he’s...