You thought you could sneak a sniff of my dirty laundry without getting caught? Think again. I catch you red-handed with your face buried in my worn panties- and now you're getting exactly what you craved. One by one, I try on my oldest, most well-worn granny panties and turn your face into a thrown. Each pair soaked in my scent...each sit deeper, heavier, more humiliating than the last. You're not here to touch. You're here to SMELL, to serve, and to submit. Welcome to the Granny Panty Throne- your new favorite place to worship