Similar occurs, when her meaty labia part. Her pheromones escape, rush into my face. Fill my nostrils. Take my breath away. The exquisite perfume of a...n aroused woman inundates me.Many think our bodies shouldn’t have an odor, not be allowed any odors.Only the odors of flowers, spices, grasses, or oiled leathers. Perfume scentsWhat idiot taught us this? Deodorant and perfume makers, sellers? On TV?It’s a learned prejudice, brain wash, from TV advertisers. Not natural at all.Reject it.Pussy is the. He was a good driver. His hands were at two and ten. His attention was on the road. He was driving under the speed limit. It was time to play. “No,” she responded, “today I'd rather have it up.”She leaned over and placed her hand on his cock through his shorts. This was what she considered a safe encounter. He was restrained by his attention to the road and couldn't escalate anything on his own. She on the other hand was free to do just about whatever she wanted. Tammy's hands made their way. “Call me a slut,” I said. “What?” Adam said. “A slut, call me a slut,” I said looking back at him. “Why?” Adam asked. He had stopped fucking me, he had no idea why I wanted him to call me a slut? “Just call me, I like it when someone fucks me and call me that,” I said with a smile, so that he can understood that I really wanted it. “Okay… slut,” Adam said slowly. “Say like, you are a good slut” I said. “You are a good… slut,” Adam said, as he again started fucking me. “I don’t think I can call. I didn’t know what the process was, but after seeing you naked, and so ... hard. Would you please be my first?”Choking up a little I said, “Chelsea, once I start with you, I’ll never want another woman my whole life. The LIFOS/CFS system seems to think we’re a married couple, so let’s get married?”In EVERYTOWN, they don’t care who gets married, except that only one man can marry one woman.The Gay/Lesbian community is given access to a ‘devoted partnership system, ‘ which allows them all legal.