Sasha's thrid fart was even worse the the other two. It smelled of old cabbage, eggs, and even feces.
"Oh my God. It's so bad." Kyle thought. Kyle could not escape. He try to move back, but Sasha forced her butt to his face.
"Oh, no. You not going to escape from methat easily. She said. She grab Kyle's hand and forced him into her butt.
"Smell it. Smell my nasty farts!" She demanded.
FFFFBBBBBBAAAPPPTTT!!!!!!
Sasha stood on the couch and foced Kyle on his back. Kyle head as at the arm of the couch. Sasha sat on his face, and settle her clothed butthole over his nose. She unleased a barrel of farts.
"Brrupp!, Farrsshh, SSHHHTT, KRuupppp!!!"
"Oh, that feel good. to get all that out. " Sasha said as she sat on Kyle face. She slowly got up and stood over him. She undress, taking off her blouse, shorts and shots. She was only wearing panties and socks. She look down and poor Kyle.
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