Rita Is A Virgin

Rita’s POV

I ignored Zane since last night after spamming him with such banging lustful photos. I picked up my phone, dramatically inhaled and exhaled before clicking on Zane’s message.

I smiled, I loved the fact that he loved them and he didn’t criticize me for what I have done; although he didn’t send his pictures in return or in exchange because I had warned him of heavily aroused I feel at the sight of his abs alone, talk more of his huge c*ck.

Since he wasn’t active - online on Kikachat yet, I called him.

“Tada!!” I beamed when he picked my call almost immediately.

“Rita!” His voice was filled with excitement.

“How was your night?” I teased him.

“If you meant last night Rita, I slept with an erected d*ck” He answered.

I covered my mouth, “How do you get so comfortable saying these nasty smutty words” I asked, giggling at his audacity. It wasn't the first time he had caught me off guard with his blunt remarks.

He grinned; “ It is what it is, Life's too boring if you are uptight abo