Call them pajama pants or whatever, but I’m taking an evening class once a week that lasts about four hours.
There’s a girl in there. Her name is Taylor. She’s 22. She’s married. And every week, she wears a pair of sweatpants to class. Typically, I think it’s trashy to dress like that, but I think she’s hot and has a super nice ass. I want to bend her over, rest my nose on the middle-back of her sweatpants and sniff her shithole through the back of them. Of course, I really want to pull them down and sniff her asshole itself, but I really, really, really want to find out what kind of musk she’s packing.
I think there’s a potential shot to be had with her. Even though she’s married, she smiles at me intently, looks at me a little longer than usual and I’ve noticed her looking me up and down. I haven’t made a move yet, because I’d like to get to know her more. I just really want to smell her asshole through the back of her sweatpants. We don’t even have to fuck. I just want to sniff her asshole and maybe oil her ass up and hotdog it (slide the shaft of my cock between her ass cheeks and hump her until I nut).
Of course, I would love to fuck Taylor’s brains out, but it would be good enough being able to take in the pungence of the dirtiest, most private part of her body.
There’s another girl with an incredible ass in there, too, who always wears yoga pants. Holy fuck. They wrap around her ass perfectly. I would love to know what she smells like.
I just love the natural scent of a woman’s asshole. I’m not into the smell of shit. I just love that musky, feminine scent. I’m an ass addict.