Kiara walks over to where I'm seated, and stands in front of me with her stomach and bellybutton right in my face. She has a slight grin -- it's mischievous, and I like it. I look up and smile back with lust in my eyes.
She takes my head in her hands and rests the side of my face against her bellybutton. It is warm, soft, supple. A soft moan of pleasure escapes me involuntarily.

"I like my bellybutton," she says in a whisper, almost like a chant.

I begin kissing her stomach, planting a flurry of kisses right on her navel. My penis has a raging erection now, and I can feel it making precum.
With my hands I reach up and take her by the sides holding my face firmer against her midsection in saree. A moan of pleasure escapes her this time.
For the next what seemed like 15 minutes, that was all we did, me smooching her bellybutton, she eating it all up and loving it, with light moans every few moments...
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