Riley swiftly shut the door to her room. It was a long day at the tattoo shop, and she was exhausted. She flopped on her stomach, letting out a tiny toot. That's when she'd remembered. She skipped breakfast. The only thing she'd eaten all day were the day old deviled eggs that were left in the break room. Her stomach sank and gurgled, filling up with gas just as quickly. She cursed as she released a big rip, the stench of rotten eggs quickly hitting her. She was helpless as her ass blasted more eggy farts, though she had to admit see was getting turned on. She pressed her stomach to her knees, trying to get the gas out as fast as possible, but all she did was fart more. Riley tried to get up and open a window, but when she got on her knees, her stomach sloshed and churned. She was helpless to the relentless and increasing scent of her own eggy gas filling her nostrils.
As much as the scent burned, she couldn't deny what she felt below the belt. Her pussy ached and itched to be touched, but she couldn't do anything. Riley swayed from side to side, her thick thighs giving her a bit of friction. However, the motion of her hips gave a ripple to her egg farts, making her moan. She held her ass high, shaking it madly in a desperate attempt to satisfy her need to be touched. But she only craved more as the non-stop anal assault raged on. With one final push and a big moan, Riley let out a huge greasy egg blast that seemed to last forever. When it finally rumbled to a finish, she turned off the lights, opened the window, closed the curtains and blinds, locked her door, and finally tended to her neediness.
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Random Fart Fetish Stories
RandomA collection of different characters with stomach issues. Includes fart slaves, shit, diarrhea, farts, face farts, and more. Don't like, don't read. Please note that I don't own any of the videos used in this book. {Requests are Open}
