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When thoughts turn towards a weekend session of dressing up and masturbating, I start to think of all those skimpy nothings that women wear. Stockings then smell of their feet, garter belts that frame their cunts, bras that thrust out their oh-so-suckable tits, and panties that nestle against their cunts and assholes, absorbing her most intimate aromas - cunt juice, piss. I once spotted a pair of discarded, used, panties in a prostitutes bathroom. After our session, I made the excuse to shower and hid the underwear under my towel when I came out. Though I had just cum my load in her tight rectum, I couldn't wait to get that stolen pair home. Stealing underwear adds to the illicit thrill of sniffing a bitch's secret scent. My cock was hard as soon as I stripped off and plunged my nose into the gusset of those pilfered panties. And though the bitch had emptied me good and proper, I managed a second spurt smelling the pungent aroma of her asshole and cunt.
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