Moving in for the kiss with a guy in his hotel, I caught strange sweetish whiff off his breath.. not alcohol or mints etc and the brain did that evocative smell bit.
Hard dick. He rubbed the engorged asked me if I liked pre cum. I had to grab some. a
my inner instinct was saying 'check it out, it is going to smell'.
Yes, it did, rank, gone off milk, cheese, crusty yogurt, breast fed baby poo.
I said: 'Your pre cum smells of Thrush' 'No way' he said. I was wanking his cock but no way was I going down.
'I can see myself out'. I dressed and left, hauling my bag of uninteresting toys.
'Yuck, awful' said the FB.
'Blessed relief' said I.
I had only noticed it once before, four years ago. An offer from a 21 year old. The house was free.
I did whatever without retching.
They both had thrush.
I was amazed how strongly my gag reflex could remember and recognise straight away. And so protected me.
My hand still smells of sour sweetness, like rotting apples. Popped some Lamasil on.
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"Moving in for the kiss with a guy in his hotel, I caught strange sweetish whiff off his breath.. not alcohol or mints etc and the brain did that evocative smell bit.
Hard dick. He rubbed the engorged asked me if I liked pre cum. I had to grab some. a
my inner instinct was saying 'check it out, it is going to smell'.
Yes, it did, rank, gone off milk, cheese, crusty yogurt, breast fed baby poo.
I said: 'Your pre cum smells of Thrush' 'No way' he said. I was wanking his cock but no way was I going down.
'I can see myself out'. I dressed and left, hauling my bag of uninteresting toys.
'Yuck, awful' said the FB.
'Blessed relief' said I.
I had only noticed it once before, four years ago. An offer from a 21 year old. The house was free.
I did whatever without retching.
They both had thrush.
I was amazed how strongly my gag reflex could remember and recognise straight away. And so protected me.
My hand still smells of sour sweetness, like rotting apples. Popped some Lamasil on.
"
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"A happy ending. I think. 
No excuse for not being clean. "
Having thrush does not mean you are unclean, in point of fact thrush can be caused by over washing... |
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"Moving in for the kiss with a guy in his hotel, I caught strange sweetish whiff off his breath.. not alcohol or mints etc and the brain did that evocative smell bit.
Hard dick. He rubbed the engorged asked me if I liked pre cum. I had to grab some. a
my inner instinct was saying 'check it out, it is going to smell'.
Yes, it did, rank, gone off milk, cheese, crusty yogurt, breast fed baby poo.
I said: 'Your pre cum smells of Thrush' 'No way' he said. I was wanking his cock but no way was I going down.
'I can see myself out'. I dressed and left, hauling my bag of uninteresting toys.
'Yuck, awful' said the FB.
'Blessed relief' said I.
I had only noticed it once before, four years ago. An offer from a 21 year old. The house was free.
I did whatever without retching.
They both had thrush.
I was amazed how strongly my gag reflex could remember and recognise straight away. And so protected me.
My hand still smells of sour sweetness, like rotting apples. Popped some Lamasil on.
Phwoooor more more"
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Luckily mine smells of caramel (thanks lynx  )...
But I've once wretched and tasted my dinner again when just going as far as a woman's breasts before. After fingering her below, my hand still smelt of her for another few days.i had to kick her out before i puked on her.. No excuse for bad hygiene! |
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My hand still smells of sour sweetness, like rotting apples. Popped some Lamasil on.
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We've all been there......and its not pleasant experience......
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"Moving in for the kiss with a guy in his hotel, I caught strange sweetish whiff off his breath.. not alcohol or mints etc and the brain did that evocative smell bit.
Hard dick. He rubbed the engorged asked me if I liked pre cum. I had to grab some. a
my inner instinct was saying 'check it out, it is going to smell'.
Yes, it did, rank, gone off milk, cheese, crusty yogurt, breast fed baby poo.
I said: 'Your pre cum smells of Thrush' 'No way' he said. I was wanking his cock but no way was I going down.
'I can see myself out'. I dressed and left, hauling my bag of uninteresting toys.
'Yuck, awful' said the FB.
'Blessed relief' said I.
I had only noticed it once before, four years ago. An offer from a 21 year old. The house was free.
I did whatever without retching.
They both had thrush.
I was amazed how strongly my gag reflex could remember and recognise straight away. And so protected me.
My hand still smells of sour sweetness, like rotting apples. Popped some Lamasil on."
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