Back home, after a wild night at the disco, me and Lilian realize we're both very sweaty and smelly. A night of dancing literally drenched our feet and armpits. That smell, initially disgusting, suddenly turns on our evening. Lilian takes the reins of the situation, perfectly fitting into the role that most belongs to her, that of the mistress. To see me drooling and panting on her stockings and feet like a little bitch, makes her terribly horny...