PPPPRRRRRRRAAAAAAAPPPPPPPTTTT- she rushed and once again managed to outrun the stink, though a mildly pungent aroma stayed with her. A month or so go by and we’re sitting at the same place, this time me being the only guy in the group, ask Danabelle if I can roll a cigarette from her tobacco. She let out her fart as slowly as possible, cutting it up into tiny rasps and pops, and it sometimes even flowed silently between her asscheeks and the chair, which surprised her. Sarah couldn’t wait until sam came over, but her farts didn’t hold up- they rippled out (they were a bit soggy today) with or without a face behind them.

this power is proving to you that you are worth something despite what some may see as a sickness or weakness. Sam had always had a fetish for farting, and she had discovered that she was bisexual several years earlier.She decided that maybe the converse would work- she tried with her next fart to push as quickly as possible, to make it all go away at once. Sarah felt her heart pound at the thought of letting one rip into the face of the girl who was enjoying her ass so much at this point.

She unleashed a few more small pops= PRULP PRIP PRITP PRITPT- they sounded a bit squishy, but she didn’t mind, since it was just more torture for her sister. Aside from the fact that she had just busted massive ass (or helped by it), she looked extremely cute, her face flushed from embarassment and the massive amount of gas she had released.

It wasn't long before the entire house was full of the potent aroma, and the stink lasted several minutes before finally dissipating. Sarah laughed as the old woman turned red from the smell, she wiggled her ass cruelly, to smear the smell in.