I’m wearing a red lace bodysuit, and I raise my arms to flex and notice that you seem distracted by my armpits. I lift my arms again, running my fingers through the hair in my armpits and giggle. I love the control I have over you. You are desperate for my scent, want nothing more than to bury your nose in my armpits and sniff. You want to inhale your Goddess’s smell, don’t you. It has control over you like nothing else. The scent of your Goddess, how her armpits smell after the gym... it gets you harder than anything else ever could.

I’m wearing a red lace bodysuit, and I raise my arms to flex and notice that you seem distracted by my armpits. I lift my arms again, running my fingers through the hair in my armpits and giggle. I love the control I have over you. You are desperate for my scent, want nothing more than to bury your nose in my armpits and sniff. You want to inhale your Goddess’s smell, don’t you. It has control over you like nothing else. The scent of your Goddess, how her armpits smell after the gym... it gets you harder than anything else ever could.