Almost Infamous

I stood before him now, pink roses on my panties, and twin peaks in my bra. My clit, in the past rubbed raw by fantasies of such encounters, began to throb with genuine heat.
I felt my cunt lips starting to swell and while I reached behind to unlatch the bra, I thought I whiffed my own scent in the air. Raw, liquid desire seemed to waft from between my legs. It made me blush, but it made me shameless. The very air seemed perfumed with cunt. I let my bra drop without looking where it landed. Now we were both almost naked…