Admit it. You’re obsessed with my arm pits. You don’t need to hide it from me. I can see the way your eyes trail to my pits when I lift my arms. While most men would be distracted by my pussy, all you can think about are my armpits. You just want to press your face in them and drink deep the scent of my pits. It’s part of the reason you love my breasts too. With their proximity to my underarms, they too gather sweat in much the same way. I know you dream about burying your nose in the deep heat of my cleavage and being overwhelmed with that feeling. I know it’s all you want. My armpits and my tits are a grueling obsession of yours you’ll never break.