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Click hereWhy I won't shower after sex,
Why? Because fucking smells fucking good.
For the scent of lust is just too complex.
and I want to small like that as long it stood.
It's not just your cock, or my wet cunt,
It's the mixture of our scents, a scent so blunt.
the smell of your cock mixed with sweat and come
The smell of your come mixed with the scent of my own cunt
Each guy has a unique aroma, a memory
that takes me back in time to post-sex, jizz-dripping haze.
I can tell from the smell, who I've been with,
It's a scent that brings back memories, a myth.
The smell of sex is deeply evocative,
It's a scent that's utterly provocative.
It reminds me of happiness and filth,
A mixture of sweat and come, to the hilt.
So why shower away this decadent smell,
When it fills me with joy, a lustful spell.
I'll revel in the scent of our love-making,
For it's a smell that's truly breathtaking.
your spunk drying on my sweaty, naked tits
smells like decadence, happiness, and utter filth