To Sir:The very faint whiff of your just-showered-yet-undeodorized hairy pit, … filling my nostrils
To Sir:The very faint whiff of your just-showered-yet-undeodorized hairy pit, … filling my nostrils as I leaned in to hug you last night … sent me into a filthy pig boy near-frenzy, Sir. It’s a wonder i was able to sleep with the throbbing of my hard-on reminding me that my body was very much “awake”. -- source link