ORDER:
[Scene 1]
The last guest is leaving! You’re standing at the front door, your legs crossed to hold in
your farts, waving your family goodbye.
As soon as you close the front door, you can’t hold it anymore and your ass totally
explodes!
You go back to the living room to clean up. Walking here and there to the kitchen you really
have a bad case of the walking farts. It’s like you’re bringing a serenade while walking
through the room.
Further it goes while you’re doing the dishes. No talking, just bending ov...
ORDER:
[Scene 1]
The last guest is leaving! You’re standing at the front door, your legs crossed to hold in
your farts, waving your family goodbye.
As soon as you close the front door, you can’t hold it anymore and your ass totally
explodes!
You go back to the living room to clean up. Walking here and there to the kitchen you really
have a bad case of the walking farts. It’s like you’re bringing a serenade while walking
through the room.
Further it goes while you’re doing the dishes. No talking, just bending over, lifting a leg and
farting up an unladylike storm. While lifting a leg you try to fart as many in a row (left leg,
right leg, left leg etc.) while giggling.
[Scene 2]
You’re finally going to bed and fart all the way up to the bedroom.
[Scene 3]
You enter your bedroom and there I am, pretending napping. You undress (just wearing a
t-shirt and white (just a little too small) panties and just as you’re about to step in bed, you
have to fart again. You want to be polite so you walk to the corner of your bedroom, turn
around (hold your hand on your ass, trying to muffle the sound, which won’t help) and let
out some thunderfarts. To your surprise every fart makes my dick get harder. You’re
surprised and with a big smile you step into bed, because you know the best has yet to
come. Your thundering morning farts you’re famous of.
[Scene 4]
We awake early the next morning. You because you’re bloated and looks like a 9 month
pregnant lady and me because I’m horny as hell.
You’re teasing me by telling how gassy you are normally and how gassy you’ll get after
eating bean soup. You feel my cock gets harder and harder and decide that it’s time to
bring me a serenade of farts.
You step out of bed and standing in the middle of the room you say: “morning honey!”,
followed by the loudest, longest and wettest morning fart I’ve ever heard! “Good morning
to you too”, as you’re talking to your own fart.
You can’t stop farting and have lots of fun by playing the pull my finger trick to me in
several positions.
“Please smell my butt” you say, as you pull your panties down. I stick my nose between
your asscheeks and you let out some thundering twerking farts right in my face.
“I think we better take a shower now!” you laugh..
