I sniffed her butt. It was awful! My face twisted and my head yanked backward until two hands stopped me. "Keep smelling her!" Keri admonished whil... Allen agreed.The hands pushed my head forward and I didn't resist and my nose went into the seat of Aria's panties and I sniffed her again and again. The smell was revolting but I figured if I did it this time and became a member, I wouldn't be required to do it again. I smelled her over and over and my face wrenched. I mean, I was . . . I. Bantam?”“Olive, my name is Olive”“mmm I wanna cover you in oil Olive and screw your brains out.”“well that isss... the hottest thing anyone has said to me in a while.”“what about your husband. If you were married to me, I would have my cock in you all the time. I would visit you at work and screw you on your desk.”She leaned forward and smiled at me and told me she has never met anyone as graphic as I was and it turned her on. She then showed me a motel key.“still wanna a fuck a midget big. After a few email exchanges we both agreed to meet at the motel room. He was in need of a blow job and I was the one to give him the best he ever had.I quickly got changed wearing a short layered ruffled purple skirt, white stockings with a rose pattern on them, black 6 strap garter belt, black satin panties, black under wire push up bra (had my b cup falsies) white sheer sweater, tan UGH boots, short cropped wig, of course thick blue and pink layered eye makeup. earnings and such.Knocked on. M.I hoped that I'd see Patti at the game that night, but she didn't show, and she didn't call me, either. I left a message on her home phone that afternoon -- before she could be expected to be home from work -- but it went unacknowledged.I hoped that I hadn't frightened her away permanently.Maybe, I thought, she'd be at the house when I got home after the game.She wasn't.The next night, she was still missing from her box seat near third base, and I was getting concerned. I called her after the.