"Ahh, Sir… please don't smell that," Nadia moaned, her voice filled with embarrassment. "It must be so smelly…"
She tried to shift her hips slightly, but I held her ass cheeks firmly spread apart. I kept my face buried between her thick thighs, my nose pressed right against her dripping pussy.
"No, Nadia," I groaned deeply, taking another long, slow inhale. "It smells so fucking good… ahhh."
I pressed my nose even closer, breathing in her rich, musky scent, the warm, heady aroma of her arousal. Her pussy was soaking wet, her swollen lips glistening right in front of my eyes.
Nadia's legs trembled violently at the intensity of my hunger. The way I was staring at her most private holes, inhaling her like a beast, was making her dizzy with shame and overwhelming lust.
"Did Saleem never pleasure you properly, Nadia?" I asked, my hot breath washing over her pussy and asshole as I spoke.
