One day I entered my room and it smelled like: Loads of Cum.
Reeking Semen, almost.
My room was filled with humidity, heat and fog cum? This all came from the proud assistance of Ms. Queen Radiator. I crinkled my eyebrows and forehead for a moment just to take in the many whiffs of dead dried sperm puffing all around the air in my room. Then I looked down and realized in the corner not far from the closet was a “semi-clean” towel that must have fallen behind Ms. Queen the Radiator. And if you guessed it?
That happened to be The Cum Towel: Lover’s Sperm!
Good thing my company didn’t catch on (since I normally talk dirty with the mouth anyhow) even when I said out fucking loud, “God it smells like fucking cum in here! What the fuck!?”
And went on and picked up the towel with a chuckle and smirk on my face. 😉