What if she figured it out, that it was the smell getting her fanny crazy and not me? I sighed as I put the perfume bottle aside and leaned against my...dressing table, looking at her impatiently.It didn’t take long for me to realize how stupid I was, how easy my problem was. Why perfume? I had a scent didn’t I. And what better way to get her addicted to me, than having her addicted to my scent. All I had to do was get close to her, give her my neck, have her take a whiff or two, and done. She’d. It forced her to hold onto my head and bend almost double as I walked somewhat unsteadily into the bedroom, still with my tongue licking and sucking at the tangy moisture in her cunt. I lay her down on the bed and unfastened my jeans.Almost out of control myself, I eased my cock into the river between her legs, she screamed again and sobbed, wrapping her legs around my waist and heaving herself back at me."Yes Tommy, fucking yes baby," she hissed and clung to me as I let myself go, pumping jet. 9 ft tall & little bit heavy Person. There are three members in my family, my self; my father & my mother bina, now hear let me describe her she is 42 yrs old, a short heighten, fair in complexion, not so bulky body, but having perfect bulks where needed, & actually she looked very younger then her age. So I come back to main story One day I got a call of the person who mention our farms, that some thing fault was don there & I need to come there to check out acutely what was happened there. So. I shrugged. I'd sort of been there myself and could write the lyrics to that particular song. We were both probably sociopaths, in our own different ways, but I was just slightly better at 'pretending' that I cared about the world and people around me. For three years I had needed to beg, schmooze and wheedle anyone and everyone that might have been able to give me any sort of lead or clue concerning Tori's death. I could actually show something resembling genuine emotion once in awhile when I.