Vi's P.O.V
Things were getting a little spicy with me and Jamila. She wasn't being discreet anymore. She was flirting with me whenever she could, with or without others. More bold when we're alone though. She'd sometimes grab my hand and place it on her thigh. I'd get nervous, obviously, and I really thought that she was going to guide it a bit more towards her p***y, but she didn't.
I'm not complaining. Her thigh was enough to make me feel nervous. I don't know what I'd do if she ever guided my hand to her p***y. Every day, when I got home, I'd feel all flustered and bothered. All these images that keep flashing in my mind, were all naughty thoughts. Whatever I do to Jamila will be my fault because of my uncontrollable hormones. Jamila is a luscious and seducing woman.
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