Talk effusively

Usage examples of gush.

Zufa felt a gush between her legs, a flow of warm amniotic water running down onto her feet and the stone path.

Yet just at that moment Biddie Byce rushed toward her, loudly gushing her name.

And as the water gushed wastefully into the basin, Cyd just stared in shock as the florid blisters from the third-degree burn caved in and lightened, and her skin returned to normal.

The cynodont was still struggling, but white bones showed in its ripped-open neck, and blood gushed.

Before he could be unsighted by the heavy recoil and the gush of powder smoke, Jim saw the eland hump its back in a mighty spasm.

Where Bleak Fell sank in the north, the Blackwater curved to meet the Elfinwater on its journey oceanward, and at that point the names of both rivers changed, for though mighty, they became but feudatories to the thundering Ravenswater gushing down from the east.

Tiberias sank to the earth, still laughing ghastlily through a gurgle of gushing blood.

I took off my stockings, and the blood gushed out of two wounds I had given myself on the parapet, while the splinters in the hole in the door had torn my waistcoat, shirt, breeches, legs and thighs.

Amelia is blocking throat with tongue so that the gush of semen has nowhere to go but back out the mouth.

The mouth-watering aroma of hot dogs and popcorn rode the warm air that gushed out of cavernous vents in the ceiling.

Out of the hotte blood of whome, did rise vp a flying horse: who striking vppon a Mountaine with one of hys houes, made a strange springe of water to gush out.

In turning over, his face had come close to the big ashtray as it was oversetting and to the gushing kirschwasser bottle and he had gotten whiffs of stinking tobacco tar and stinging, bitter alcohol.

Ouer the middle bending of the garland, and vnder the proiecture of the lyppe of the vessell, there was fixed and placed the head of an olde man, with his beard and haire of his head transformed into nettle leaues, and out of whose mouth gushed out the water of the fountayne by art continually into the hollownes of the broad vessell vnder this.

A great wall of water gushing brownly through the scrubby low mopane woodland makes a roaring sound like a thousand Cape buffalo galloping over hollow ground.

Up the slopes of the ridge yellow naphtha fires flared like unnatural flowers, stinking of brimstone, gushing oily black smoke.