I dug deeper“What is it about underwear that you enjoy?”“I like the smell of used underwear especially ones after a sweaty workout.” He mumble... out as if he was disgusted at what he does “I noticed your workout was pretty intense and you were sweating a fair bit”By now he had relaxed a little, he must’ve realised I wasn’t angry at what I saw and I was curious about it. I was really interested in why he did what he did. “Have you ever been caught sniffing underwear here before?”“No” he replied. “Wait!” a voice cut through the clearing, stopping the Morgai dead. Beshok knew that voice. Shenla! He turned his head to see the only woman that could put Shaelor to shame, swaying confidently across the grass. She was garbed in a way only Shenla could manage, with a short fur skirt that barely covered her bald pussy, let alone any of her rose-red thighs. Her chest was marginally covered by a matching fur top that supported her magnificent breasts while leaving plenty of mouth-watering. And that’s just not true. It’s obvious why so many people believe I know more about her than the dozen or so others who were with her on that last fateful tour. I’m the one who renowned American rock critic Polly Tarantella has elevated to the status of Chief Guardian of the Crystal Passion legacy. Of the rest of us who were there, does anyone remember Bertha? And what about the other Simone, the one also known as the Harlot? And I can’t be sure whether Thelma’s real name was Judy or whether. Main unko dekh kar garam hone lagi thi lekin fir maine apne aap ko sambhala.Mujhe khana ki table sajate hue dekh bole – Wah Pinki aaj lag raha hai jaise is ghar mein koi rehta hai. Varna main to kabhi kahi bhi kha leta tha. Aaj tune isko ghar bana diya.Aslam ke muh se apni tarif sun kar mujhe bohut khushi hui. Maine Aslam ko jake gal par kiss kar diya.Main – Ha Aslam ab se tumhare is ghar ko main sambhala karungi.Aslam – Mujhe bhi aur is ghar ko bhi.Fir Aslam ne daru ka peg bnana shuru kar.