Yuvraj's mouth stayed locked on Prisha's bare pussy. His tongue moved in long, slow licks from her tight hole all the way up to her swollen clit. He sucked the small sensitive bud hard, flicking it fast, then pushed his tongue deep inside her again, tasting every drop of her wetness.

Prisha's legs shook. She grabbed his hair with both hands. "Aap... Yuvraj ji... oh... please..." Her voice was soft and broken, scared but needy.