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And besides, you barely sniffed the ones I already gave you. Don't you want to smell my farts? He wheezed, unable to shift beneath her butt. She cast a glance at him We vibe stories her shoulder, wiping a lock of hair behind her ear. Smirking, she bit her lip, wiggling back and forth. Cole twitched and heaved for his breath. And froze, seeing her thumbs slip under the hem of her trousers.

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When paired with the small of her back, her bottom looked more or less like a fat pear. He lay perfectly still, too stunned to move. His heart was racing, and beneath his boxers, his cock gave another twitch.

He ground his teeth, pleading that she hadn't noticed. I've always hated wearing pants, don't you agree? They always chafe at my thighs.

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She landed on his face, burying him beneath her doughy buttocks, and Cole gave a pained grunt. She had seated herself on the side of his face, pressing his cheek into the pillow, and the way her butt strained his neck was excruciatingly painful. He howled, beginning to struggle, and the Lush stories crossdress eased as Anna sat back up with a huff, annoyance clear in her voice.

Oh, I am so tired of you. You want to get fucked on gas but you can't even handle my ass on your face. What was that? You're sorry? Tell it to my ass, bitch boy. She leaned forward, arched her back, spread her buttocks, and flaunted the brown eye between the Real teacher student sex stories cheeks. Cole whimpered, seeing the butthole twitch.

It was puffy, almost fat, and full of wrinkles, and its color was a mixture of caramel and chocolate. There wasn't a single hair down there, and Cole - who had only ever seen another asshole in questionable videos on the internet - was slightly surprised at how tight the entrance seemed to be. The fart caught him off-guard, a strip of air that shot out of her booty so quietly he wouldn't have noticed it if it hadn't been for the warmth on his chin. He flinched, swore, and wrinkled Humiliating erotic stories sheets as he tried to kick his way further up to the bed in an attempt to escape.

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Oof, that was a small one. I wonder if I have another. Oh, I do. I can feel it coming.

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All right, prepare yourself. And this time, I want to hear you sniff back there. Cole groaned, pressing the back of his head into the bed frame so hard it hurt. There was no point; Anna looked at him, briefly judged the distance, and edged backward until her ass was but an inch away from his nose. Sticking out her tongue, she moaned and squeezed. The putrid air washed over his face in three short blasts, and he twitched for each one. They were quick and Penthouse wife stories and bassy, and suddenly the air around his face felt much warmer.

His mother giggled, shook her hips, and stared at him expectantly. I have wine. And more farts.

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Can you smell that, sweetie? Oh, that must be rank. Go on. Breathe it in. He Sexual horror stories sniffing, forcing the stench up his nostrils. His eyes were wet with tears and his head was beginning to feel a little strange. Her ass, a pair of plump globes, started to descend. Cole groaned, clearing the Asn story board of the foul stench. The shitty smell left his throat dry and his mind blank, and beneath his black boxers, blood was flowing into his prick.

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