Doodle Story: Cheese Guzzler
The last thing they needed was the rank odor of malt vinegar and gym socks distracting them from their meal. it didn't take long before the dragon's stomach began to grumble and he felt his hunger coming back. "ah...that filled a hole.
Out of His League
It was only then, face no longer buried in her chest and outside of the rank odor of the cave, that he smelled her arousal: anise and cinnamon, sweet yet bright like mulled wine.
Nosing Around the Forest
I caught a whiff of thick rank odor, like something left in a men's locker room for several days unattended. i breathed through my mouth and got out my camera. i'd take some samples too, in case anything else had been left.
Called to Clean a Warthog
The smell there was a rank odor that was just barely held back by the gray shorts he was wearing. "you..." timon said, finally answering the question earlier asked as he returned to his partner's side. "are needed for a very special purpose.
The Human Species Ch. 54 - No Man's Land
As they went further in, the air was beginning to turn heavy with rank odors from various plants and berries, making it harder to breathe as lucario felt nauseous.
Running Away
There was also a bit of a rank odor ryan noticed but, he figured it was from the deer carcass in the corner of the room.
Tales of Filth and Corruption
The rank odor of your body seeps into my brain, and starts kneading it like dough, my greymatter turning into a tainted green.
Firm Findings in the Radio-Wastes
Grabbing my pistol-hand and raising his face to mine, he allowed me to swim in his rank odorousness until my eyes started watering. "kill me if you want, you'd be doing me a favor. okay. you want to talk payment? get me out of this place.
Bull on the hunt-II
He suckled slowly, drinking in the rank odors as he slid one of his heavy hands to pull at the bulls fleshy tits. his thick fingers yanking at the equally thick bull tits. he smiled inwardly...
DD: Meeting Of The Asses
The rank odor of urine and manure burned into his nostrils as they widened, and despite himself, a shudder shot through his loins.
LB: Epilogue - Requiem For My Harlequin
The rank odor of puke and alcohol were enough to convince me rent didn't come first. his glazed eyes tried not to lock on me, but when they did, i held back a low growl.
Cleaning Up and Cleaning Out [Commission]
So for the next hour or so while they got the tent set up and firepit ready for later in the night, he had the rank odor of his own dirty cock washing into his nose and throat with each inhalation. things could be worse, really.