Two and A Half Orcs Chapter 1 (Exclusive teaser)
The creamy cock cheese melted even quicker inside his mouth, forming a rancid pasted that was soaked in a briny mixture of his own saliva.
Forsaken
I swallowed down rancid bile as nausea swept throughout my form, my head pounding angrily. i groaned, the incessant, malicious chanting of the mob running rampant through my muddled mind. why were they calling me that? witch. demon. enchantress.
Black Lust
His blood stained tongue welcomes her into his dark embrace, his rancid saliva eating away at her like piranha's, as his claws releasing her layers and displayed her like a monument.
Black Lust
His blood stained tongue welcomes her into his dark embrace, his rancid saliva eating away at her like piranha's, as his claws releasing her layers and displayed her like a monument.
Dungeon and Dragon. (COMM)
The cum inside hennet's mouth was speedily washed away, the bitter flavour quickly being replaced by a much worse, more rancid taste!
the no longer tragic love song of destiny part5
It was the worst thing he had ever tasted, it was bitter, rancid, sour and a million other disgusting things in those few seconds he chewed it before swallowing with a grimace.
A Gryphon's Meal
Even the rancid smell of the creature's saliva could not stop it, now trailing down along his belly and chest.
A Typical Morning. (Commission)
Jason only felt a rush of heat zoom up his bulging neck before his mouth was filled with the rancid taste of his mother's hot piss and sticky ball soup!
Those Damn Blue eyes
I could feel my own stomach turn from the rancid smell now flowing into my nose. finally, he finished emptying his guts onto the floor, turning back to face me with bile still on his lips.
When friends ditch you
Like expected, the skunk gagged heavily from the sour and salty taste of the rancid cum, but swallowed it down anyways. "liked your dinner?" buck asked him with an evil grin and took another puff from his cigar.
Olfactophilia Chapter 2: Part 21 - Beginning's End
I drag my tongue along the veiny skin covering the thick, throbbing pole and slowly remove my lips, allowing me to simply clean his rancid cock of grime and sex.
The Explorer's Lament *TEST/Critique requested*
:3 long, twisting hallways, cursed stone walls, damned souls, rancid slime of things that died eons ago; the tunnels of orak were nothing short of hellish and corrupting.