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Book 32. (1 results) Smugglers of Gor (Individual Quote)

In my oral cavity, bitter and reeking, brimming it, reposed that small, foul pool, like a tiny lake of bitter, odious filth. - (Smugglers of Gor, Chapter 25, Sentence #125)
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25 125 In my oral cavity, bitter and reeking, brimming it, reposed that View more quotes about small">small, foul pool, like a tiny lake of bitter, odious filth.

Book 32. (7 results) Smugglers of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
25 122 I needed air.
25 123 My head hurt, from the strain on my tightly grasped hair.
25 124 My wrists fought the cords that held them.
25 125 In my oral cavity, bitter and reeking, brimming it, reposed that small, foul pool, like a tiny lake of bitter, odious filth.
25 126 I wanted to force it from my mouth, but could not do so.
25 127 I had no air with which to expel it.
25 128 I feared I might suffocate.
I needed air. My head hurt, from the strain on my tightly grasped hair. My wrists fought the cords that held them. In my oral cavity, bitter and reeking, brimming it, reposed that small, foul pool, like a tiny lake of bitter, odious filth. I wanted to force it from my mouth, but could not do so. I had no air with which to expel it. I feared I might suffocate. - (Smugglers of Gor)