The smell of her skin. That clean, fresh girl smell.
The smell of her hair. Fresh and slightly flowery.
The silkiness of her skin, running my fingers down the insides of her arms when they are tied above her head.
Her curves, with muscles underneath them that flex when she is ready to do battle.
The sweat the trickles in between her breasts when she is fighting to cum.
But better than all that is the smell of her pussy.
The heady, slightly musky scent the lingers on my fingers when I run them between her lips.
I don't think there is any better scent that that in the world.
When I opened up my suitcase in Toronto and found a paid of panties in there I had to smile.
It was hot, and definitely fed my night time fantasies, but still didn't compare to coming home and having her laid out in front of me on the dining room table.
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Finn, you are trying and succeeding in making many of your male readers jealous. LOL
The thought of Storm laid out on the dining room table ready to eat, is mouth watering to say the least. :) :)
There is nothing I miss more when the man and I are apart than his scent. The first thing I do when we're together again is to bury my face in his neck and just breathe...
Sweet post, hot ending...
Sounds like you had dessert before dinner you naughty boy. Welcum home indeed.
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oh yeah i agree. cant wait to try this with my girl.
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