“God! You’ve got me so turned-on, I’m so wet, I stink!”
“You smell great!”
“You like that smell, the scent of needy pussy?”
“It’s an aphrodisiac!” He takes me in his arms, hugs me close, whispers in my ear, “You are a full-bodied woman…” and he reaches beneath my satin robe and takes a handful of ass in each of his large hands and squeezes. “You are like a full-bodied red wine, aromatic, heady, tasting on the tongue as fruity as you smell, musky, intoxicating, rare…”
“…And expensive!” I add.