What turns me on? Your arousal.
You want to crawl in here and bury your face in my sweaty, hairy armpits.
You want to sniff, lick, bite, and choke on that masculine musk like the desperate hairy sluts you are.
Message me. Beg.
The more pathetically you grovel and describe how badly you want to be my hairy pit whore, the better your chances that I’ll allow you to sniff and lick.
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You sniff my pit, and a concentrated, overpowering wave of my sharp male sweat instantly floods your lungs, completely wiping out your ability to think straight. Fiercely pungent, bitter-musky, raw scent. You squeeze your eyes shut from the suffocating, intoxicating weight of it, inhaling deeper and deeper as your lips brush against the wet, dark hair, catching every drop of my physical dominance