imagine the foul, pungent odor of musky stink filling the room as she begins to undress, her hairy vagina glistening in the dim light of the hotelrooms table lamp, a sliver of pink just visible within her mound as she lays back on the bed and beacons you to her crotch, a sly smile spreading across her face as she guides your face to her sex
You hold back a gag as you come face to face with it, the origin of the reek thats now filled the room now a mere inch from your nose as you take the plunge tongue first into her organ