The basket is my downfall. Her essence is everywhere, each item a fragrant delight. Including, of course, her panties. Especially her panties; still soaked with last night's lust. The aroma drives me wild; the smell of rutting overpowering. His cum mingled with hers. With pathetic moans, I suck the sodden fabric, savouring the tasty mélange, as I think of my wife and her lover.
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