Wednesday, September 8, 2010
It's the smell that I love.
The hot summer smell of sweaty balls.
The breath of odor as I peel down his boxers, and part his legs, the tart pungent aroma of man and sweat and hard work and heat, the sticky ballbag clinging to the flesh of his legs, the soft cock coiled in the heat, and I raise it and inhale.
It's a smell that screams "lick me, and love the scents that you taste."
It's a smell that screams "suck me, and let me fill your mouth with my musk."
It's a smell that screams "harden me, and let me choke you with my strength"
But most of all, it's a smell that screams "breathe me" because with his cock in my hand and his stench in my nostrils, everything else just follows naturally.
Posted by Jenny Swallows at 3:15 AM