I would carefully sift through her clothes looking for a frilly or lace garment. Finally I found a purple thong. I put it to my nose and I took a glor...ious hit of pussy musk in. I felt so excited by this lewd completeley perverted act that I got an instant hard on. I returned the clothes to the original pile and left. This would eventually escalate to me putting her musky panties on over my face while I layed on her bed and jerked off. I even had stuffed some in my mouth and licked the insides. The night was warm and clear though, and a beautiful full moon lit up the summer night."Have you and your wife been drinking tonight?"He asked the question formally, and I was sure it was nothing more than routine for him. Still it was a little nerve racking for me, I sure didn't want to lose my license. I nodded slowly, almost thoughtfully."Yes officer!" I smiled - bashfully of course. The officer nodded and looked over at my wife. I felt my pulse quicken slightly, hoping that I wouldn't find. She was wearing a white ceremonial robe that she and Elaine had designed. It was open in the front exposing her unscarred belly to reveal that the gods had healed her wounds.Various passers-by, noticing an obviously religious rite being performed by their goddess, stopped to see what was happening. Word spread quickly and a large crowd gathered around her in a very short time.The goddess was chanting a simple prayer in Sumarian, a dead language she was certain no one around her would. The teasing stopped, and he soon heard the familiar "clunks" associated with shoes hitting the floor. His breathing had already heightened along with his arousal. Given this, his nostrils were soon filled with the hot sweaty smell that obviously belonged to close-toed heels. He felt the shoe pressing against his face as his nose was directed to the toe area. His gutteral moan reverberated from within the shoe as he felt it being strapped to his head. A few seconds into sniffing the heavenly.