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My mother in law, her mom and my wife's whole family had arrived to celebrate Christmas at our. Eventhough they were really cool about it, normal people like me who came from families where you have never heard a woman fart could never take it. My wife was extra horny with the fart backgroud her aunts were providing and even i gave a couple of loud stinkers right on her face while she was busy between my legs. My mother in law came out of the toilet wishing me merry xmas. The toilet was filled with my mom in law's fart smell so i had to jump out. I laughed and went to the toilet admist the smell of all those farts.
Aunt was in the kitchen preparing lunch,she noticed that my gf was wearing my boxers so she asked her.." so whats he wearing,your thong?" both of em laughEd and suddenly Betsy farted. "hope you dont do that while he is eating you or fucking you,coz guys hate it when we fart on thier face" ishita said. No aunt i never fart but this one was a shocker to me.Betsy said and walked away. I felt the ground under my feet move away hearing what my aunt just said and i noticed that my dick was up staight and was out of the gown. You know where to go kid,i dont live far away from you she said and grabbed my dick.
This was followed by a hot smelly stream of piss; I let it flow all over my face with my eyes tight shut; this was what I wanted. She opened her legs to put them either side of the toilet,then bent her knees and pulled the lips of her cunt open to piss straight at my face. I went to lick her arse hole again but I felt a massive fart explode, right in my face. I decided I needed a piss myself, so I reached down and pushed my prick down between my thighs an let it go into the toilet bowl which was positioned under my arse.
With Barnaby at the rugby club and Anne at church, Adam had the house to himself for the first time since arriving the previous Friday evening. Although Adam wasn't a bedwetter he was glad to know that Anne clearly had a relaxed attitude to such things and he wondered whether Barnaby's bed was similarly protected – particularly in view of his interests. "Anne if you need the bathroom I'd better go," he stammered, standing up and trying to put his throbbing, swollen cock back in his briefs at the same time. In fact I knew that if Aunt Anne didn't go to the toilet soon she'd shit herself and I think she realised that too as she headed straight for the bathroom.
She suddenly grinned playfully at me, she pushed a button on her door which made the windows of the car roll up, closing and sealing them shut, If the strong smell gets too much for you and you desperately want to have a breath of fresh air, you have to give in and beg me to open your window for you!" Despite her window being wide open, the strong smell of all her farts still lingered around. My knickers felt so wet, I kept glancing down towards her thick thighs that was almost bursting out of her black leggings, thinking and fantasising about the wonderful strong gas that had kept blowing out from under them, from her gorgeous big plump ass.