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Its just you grannma, you see worse daily i knw that said alice and walked away to the kitchen. .nothing granma, i fart a lot now a days, i try to control it but it gets stinky said alice with a sad face. Its happening with you too Said granny and smiled. Its not a big deal honey, all your aunts even your mom has the same problem.alice was listening to her granny and was still in shock." What do u mean grandma, why should i worry if aunts fart and i know about mommy. I can understand kid, said mercy and got up. "imagine that happening when a guy is down on me" said alice.
I believe one day, if I work hard I can make something of myself and be the CEO of my own company...but for now, I sit amongst the seats. I feel a wetness on my head before I am pulled, forcibly, from her ass and pressed against another; I'm unsure who but I'd guess it would have to be her neighbor, she's very aggressive anyway. She meets eyes with me as she hovers above my head on the seat; she smiles, perhaps condescendingly, but still perhaps genuinely, at me as she sits on my face. She laughs as I feel wetness blow against my face; I work to maintain my smile as I keep on licking her.
Dark liquid entered the tube and began moving its way to Mark's awaiting mouth. If you do not follow instructions again you will receive a longer sentence." Allen turned and walked out leaving Mark to begin his sentence. Someone will check on your progress everyday to make sure there is not too much gas build-up." Allen made his way over to Mark and began to probe his stomach. If the gas fails to be released your body will not be able to handle all of that pressure and it will end badly for you." Allen left the room. Allen closed the valve and Mark felt the belch stopping painfully. The attendant bend down and Mark felt the vacuum tube release his dick.
Mary walked around campus and contemplated timing how long she could hold in the gas, until she felt the internal rumblings of her intestines. "Oh darn..." thought Mary, "I should get to the dorm before its too late." Mary fondly remembered the times she held on too long and accidentally shit herself. Mary waddled quickly to her dorm toilet, plopped her ass on the pot, and commenced dropping bombs. The noise was deafening, she would grunt and strain, and her ass would emit a chain fart of wet sounding shit. Did something die in here?" Amy swung open the bathroom door without knocking, and came to see a desperate Mary trying to flush away a severely clogged up toilet.
Caroline raised an eyebrow and with some difficulty, got over on her hands and knees, presenting her ass to Ivy. The combined weight of her massive breasts and swollen belly swayed her back a little, but she widened her legs and kept herself up. Ivy followed Caroline's lead as she brought the hand up to her mouth and let out a liquid, gurgling belch, filling Ivy's palm with her own cum and several bits of chicken. Caroline moaned as Ivy's cock began to pump an amount of cum into her ass that was larger than the load she had swallowed. "I have to fart," she said, looking at Ivy, "but when I do, it's going to cover everything behind me in Ivy juice." She winked at the blonde woman and patted her massive cock.
After sweeping up the pieces of the lamp, Caroline went downstairs and grabbed her purse, heading out the door toward Ivy's house. "Just relax." She bit her lower lip and pushed out an enormous fart that flooded the two girls with rotten gas. Ivy took a shaky breath and let loose an enormous fart. "Well, it gives me gas also," she said, discreetly trying to move behind Caroline to inhale her fart. Caroline frequently let out several loud farts, waving the stench toward Ivy, who nearly fell out of her chair trying to consume all of the gas. Ivy smiled back and got up on the table on all fours and straddled the rice pot, positioning her ass directly in front of Caroline.
A bubble pops in Mike's face; Irene giggles softly as the scent slowly invades his nostrils; eyes watering from the cabbagy smell but, happily he inhales it for his loving wife. The noxious odor fills the small space housing Mike's face as Irene grips the leash tighter as she feels Mike pulling away just slightly. Irene slowly pulls away from Mike, looking back to watch his desirous, smiling face as he comes out of her butt. She pushes Mike down softly; he hits the floor with a light thud, Irene cringes for a second before standing over his head. A ripper blasts from Irene's ass to Mike's face; she moans softly as the smell hits him.
"It's alright Jess...We know you can't help it." her father said gagging as he accidentally chocked down some of his beautiful daughter's bitter tasting pee. "Oh thank goodness" her mother was filled with relief but suppressed the urge to huge her husband, "It's alright Jess." she called then turned back to him. The monster fart that signaled the completion of Jess's morning dump blew a few large drops of shit into her mother's face. Her father swirled the damp towel around Jess's glistening clit as her mother pushed deeper inside her daughter. As Jess started to pant her mother began to push in and out faster and faster into her precious daughter's sopping wet cunt.
While the dentist looks like a classic beauty the nurse looks little spicy. For the first time I hear the nurse's voice when she says, "I have to remove your jeans to inject the medicine." My head spins a little because of the gas I'm breathing and I only think, "What did she say?" When she begins undressing me I wonder if I really heard right. I am feeling like the water would come out of my mouth when the valve is turned off and the waste line opens. All the time the nurse stands beside me and when it looks like I'm done she starts to massage my stomach and it moves a little bit more water out of me.
A few days later Jess wasn't feeling any better so her parents took her to the doctor. "Jess honey," her mother looked her up and down, "What happened?" It didn't help that most of Jess's favorite foods were gas inducing, but there sweet daughter asked for so little and lived a tough life so when the chance rose to indulge her Jess's parents always did. Once dessert was through Jess's parents tipped the waiter and manager well and told him to give an extra $50 to whoever had to clean the bathroom. Aside from the slight embarrassment and the smell Jess always felt good after a big dump: relieved, relaxed, lighter. "Oh my God, Jess!" she said looking up at her little girl.
Officer Thomson twisted Emma's arm behind her back and shoved her against the front of the car. Officer Thomson brought up a hand and pushed Emma's head down on the cold metal of the car hood. Officer Thomson ducked down to watch bemused as her victim struggled to place herself in an upright position, another smile creeping onto her face as she replied, "Evading an officer, wreckless driving, whatever I want really," she paused for a moment, looking thoughtful, "come to think of it, I think I smell alcohol on your breath." "Now I want you to start calling me Mistress Scarlet, understand?" As she spoke, she grinded Emma's face deeper between her cheeks. Emma could feel her nose pressed flat against the woman's hole, and the officer playfully squeezed and relaxed her anus muscles in turn.
"Ooof," she moaned, "I can feel a rumbling down there," said Amy. She leaned forward a little bit and emitted soft gurgling fart. "Ohh nooo," groaned Amy while her ass blasted away, "I think *POOM POOM* I need *PHURT* to poop!" "WAIT!" commanded Amy, she looked up fiercely wiping the tears away from eyes, "The contest is NOT over yet, you still need to finish up, even though I lost already. Mary didn't realize that Amy would take the "contest" so seriously, but being submissive in nature, Mary sat back down on the bed and started straining for farts. "Blorp, blorp, prrblorpprpr," Mary kept farting away happily, but then she felt that inevitable heaviness of needing a shit.