A Walk in the Woods...
Zach moaned around the invading object, the rancid taste making him gag uncontrollably. he tried to spit it out, but that only made both vines sink deeper into him, the one in his tight rear seeming to swell and pulsate uncontrollably.
Exploring And Experimenting
There were about four short hisses that smelled straight up rancid. i let out a seven second silent one that didn't feel like anything, but it sure smelled bad. the next round were mainly loud.
Sticky Scavenger [COM/Story]
But then, his new nose caught a whiff of something rancid yet wonderful to his senses. he scurries to the source of the smell that originated from the dugout pits of a neon green concoction of unsanitary waste and poisons.
Breath of the Wild
He worked his tongue further and further inside the rancid hole until it hilted. slowly, the bokoblin began rocking on his face, fucking itself with his tongue.
Royal Punishment
He could breathe better now, though the air was a bit rancid. he heard a moan of happiness from king sombra and smiled. he satisfied him.
The Runaway Groom
Poor jamie norwood still wore his stinking groom's attire, now half-disheveled, stained with junk food, and wafting what smelled like rancid beer. "never...never marry a buh...buh...bastard! never try! to...a bastard...named chad..."
Sticky Scavenger [COM/STORY]
But then, his new nose caught a whiff of something rancid yet wonderful to his senses. he scurries to the source of the smell that originated from the dugout pits of a neon green concoction of unsanitary waste and poisons.
A Beast in the Barnyard [COMMISSION]
The powerful jets splashed out of the bucket, catching jeff in his hands and legs, spilling rancid-smelling cum between his legs onto the ground.
The Elder Scrolls V : Skyrim Chapter 4
A blast of rancid dusty air was expelled, and the smell was so overpoweringly sickening that kassim almost fainted from how rotten it smelled.
Tales of Filth and Corruption
It smelled rancid and made him feel lightheaded with just a whiff. but something compelled him to keep sniffing.
Heaven or Hell
The zebra stunk as if he hadn't bathed in a while, his musk rancid with old bodily secretions and sweat, but i could do nothing but inhale the putrid musk.
The Altered Boy
And the wolf-man growled, hot, rancid breath, reeking of carrion deer filling the old preacher's nose. and for the first time in his newfound manhood, his wolfish mouth found words.