..INHALE! There arecertain aromas which the average nose can distinguish - and recognize -above all others. Some are genuinely pleasurable. A few gene...ate realexcitement. One, in my mind, elicits an instant, primal hunger;leather! In an age dominated by latex (erotic in its own right) and aplethora of lesser, synthetic fabrics, the look, feel, and scent offine leather is a contact high. No place is as ripe with that high asthis one.Where to begin? I could spend an hour, a day, a lifetime in. "I was just asking..." I know," Jake told her. "I want to try more stuff on you, too. I just don't have anything with me right now."Stretching forward, she kissed Jake on the neck where she'd bitten him earlier. In this forward position she could grind against his pelvis as he shoved in and out of her. The increased pressure aroused him as well as it enhanced her own sensations.'What can I offer that would satisfy her?' Jake thought, trying to control himself and keep from cumming too fast, as. Having the smell of pussy still in my nose and the two hands stroking and squeezing me I was soon over the edge and erupting. I came with a tremendous rush of hot liquid covering their hands and several spurts landed on my stomach. Fingers and tongues cleaned my stomach and cock making me shiver and twitch as they tickled my skin. I want to see, to watch as they play with my body. I will never underestimate my eyesight. I tried to beg for mercy, just a peek no matter how small, one glimpse of. He once came in when I was half dressed, and didn’t have a bra on. He had been completely embarrassed, but after he left I kind of hope that he’d come back. Paul was like me in several ways. One, he hated those men for what they had did to my mother. Two, he had an insanely sexy body. I had seen him plenty of times without a shirt, and he had taken my breath away. Sure he was my brother, but he was my dream fuck. “What are you doing?” He asked eyeing me suspiciously. “None of your business,.