Imagine, no fuck it, I am forcing you to, so I command you to imagine a hot and steamy day, so hot that the the steam sales are on a all time high. The only way to get this hunk of flesh to stop persperating is to shove its pussy vent in front of a draft machine. As the cool draft blows on the pussy meat, the rooms aroma slowly creeps upon everyone sitting in the room. "BAKKA!" The hunky flesh ball cried out, "it's not like I smell or anything..." suddenly after making this comment she realised the mistake she made by saying such an obvious lie. Her face quickly changes pallette from her natural state to a red as bright as her pussyflesh. As her precious oniichan walks into the room, he is immediately dropkicked in the face by the putred smell of a sweaty moshpit filled with thousands of men. He drops to the floor on his knees holding is face shouting:"what the hell has god put upon this earth to make such a fowl smell?" He looks toward his imoto, in disgust. She replies"BAKAAAAAAAAAAA!" THE END.
Now it is time to hand out the test pamphlets and see what you kiddies learned from today's movie. You have five minutes to finish the test and no cheating allowed. Hand it to my desk when you are done and wait patiently for everyone else to finish. Good luck!!!
Veko's rancid unkempt smell would drive me absolutely wild. I don't care how much it makes me want to gag on a superficial level, the mental high of letting it fill my senses would be indescribably good.
