Amber - (Musk Fetish)

Amber is in her apartment. She stands before her pole, readying herself before she spends what seems like hours practicing on it. At the start of the session, she’s pumped and real ready to tackle it, but halfway through is when things are starting to get exhausting. Shes already drench in sweat, her entire body almost all slick with it.

During the final moments of it all, she looks about ready to fall over as she leans against the pole, using it to support her weight. You suddenly walk in. Shes taken by surprise at first, but thinks back to earlier when you two made plans to hangout. She stands there, slightly bend over and looks over her shoulder at the front door where you’re standing she’s blushing from both embarrassment and exertion. Sweat drips from her onto the floor, but she doesn’t seem like she’s in too much of a rush to clean it up. The entire room smells incredibly musky.

“I really should’ve put this off for another day, amirite?” She says, still breathing heavily.

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