I love the aroma and taste of a woman's natural musk. It's great post punt when the aroma lingers on your fingers or around your mouth, giving a reminder of the lady to carry away with you.
We are, as animals, attracted to and repelled by others according to their natural body smells, presumably as nature's way of seeking out a suitable mate and I often wonder how much that comes into play when a punt is either better than anticipated or is disappointing, but for no particular reason.