Caspian
"f**k, baby," I inhaled deeply, Ava's intimate scent filling my nostrils and making my head spin. The drug was still coursing through my veins, intensifying every sensation.
I began to stroke myself slowly, the soft lace of her panties rubbing against my cheek as I sniffed and tasted them.
"Mmm, Ava..." I groaned.
Pre-c*m already beaded at my tip as I imagined her in the shower, wet and naked. The scent of her panties drove me wild, making me stroke faster.
I pressed them against my face harder, wishing they were her warmth wrapped around me instead.
"f**k, these panties... are really going to... make me c*m," my voice cracked.
Panting heavily now, I tightened my grip, pumping my thick shaft with desperate urgency. The scent of Ava mixed with my own musk overwhelmed my sense
