Nabhi - The Deep Navel

Nabhi - The Deep Navel

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Romance
Erotica
When twenty-three-year-old Clark is uprooted from the city to his family's failing textile business in a remote Indian village, he expects boredom, heat, and exile. What he doesn't expect is Velamma, a bbw and a forty-something, full-figured caretaker with a low-slung saree, a deep, dark navel, and a husband who works the night shift. In a village where a woman's navel is considered sacred and forbidden, Clark's lifelong fetish becomes an obsession. And Velamma discovers the thrill of being worshipped exactly where she least expected. Nabhi is a slow-burn, taboo erotic story of surrender, secrets, and the places desire hides.
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