Like the black widow I am at heart, I've completely wrapped up today's prey, immobiIizing and rendering him helpless. Mummified, collared and caged (on his cock), it's time to alter his definition of sex. His new sex is my musky scent, the strong body odor emanating from my armpits, wafting through his nose and brain. I was wrapped in layers all day, fully marinating my stinky bits of which he will now get a full face. First, my pits—which I make him lick, even though he doesn't want to!—and then, my ass. He might be able to get good big whiffs under my armpits, but when my juicy peach is o... Show more