I was gasping at the air, searching for every lick of the heady, dizzying scent of her, trying not to rut into the bed and set myself off into the sheets. Although perhaps that would be better. Maybe Mairwen would elect to leave me face down for the rest of the night. Or maybe she would let me roll over and approach my dripping, throbbing cock with the same studious determination she'd met my sac with, and I'd shoot off at the first chance and terrify her with my roar. But I didn't care what happened next. She was perfuming.
