I eased the door open, careful not to make a sound. Not too much—just enough to catch a glimpse inside.
The room was engulfed in darkness, shadows stretching across the walls, swallowing everything in their depths. But even in the dimness, I could make out a figure. A silhouette that moved in an almost mechanical rhythm, shuddering and trembling. My eyes adjusted, and that was when I saw it.
Something clenched between her teeth.
A strip of fabric, twisted and damp from her saliva.
No…
Not just any fabric.
It was my underwear.
My breath hitched. Had she seriously shoved it in her mouth while sniffing it? The sheer depravity of the act sent a jolt through my spine. Just how deep did her horniness run?
"Ahhh… Mnn… The smell… The smell… The smell… Haaa, haaa, haaa~, haaaa… The smell… I love this… Slurppppp~!"
