You were staring at my pantyhose clad legs, and I excused myself for a brief moment to test your willpower. You couldn't resist rushing over to my chair to sniff the seat, and now you've been caught. You're easily tempted by the scents that emanate from between my ass cheeks. The fumes in your nostrils, heading straight into your brain. You get so weak. I'm impossible to resist. Stare at my bountiful buttocks and just float away into the clouds of gas. The aromatic odors taking over that grey matter. You are mine little puppet, deep into the abyss you go.

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