The Trans-Atlantic Disaster (Part 3)

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"Ah, finally found it!" Sasha announced. He looked over at her, just in time to see her start to straighten up with her phone. She threw herself backwards without looking.

Her ass landed on his left thigh, and he was captivated by how her hindquarters jiggled when they hit him, as well as how warm and soft they were. As soon as her ass touched him, her body stiffened, and her hands curled into fists, her fingers tightening around her phone. There was a second of silence while Thomas waited for the inevitable.

BLLAARRTT

Sasha pushed out a fart, and he almost cried out with excitement as he felt it breeze against his thigh. Warmth spread over his leg, wonderful wonderful warmth, and the now familiar scent of her gas intensified even more.

"Ugh," she sighed, not unlike the girls on the toilets behind him, and she threw all her weight onto his leg, straightening up fully.

"Oh, I'm sorry," she exclaimed, turning her head to look back at him. Her lips were parted and her dark brown eyes were widened a little. To a normal bystander, this would've looked like mild surprise, but to Thomas, the sight of her giving him that look was extremely erotic and only served to make him more excited. His cock twitched as her ass slid off of his leg. She settled back into her seat.

"Sorry about farting on you so much," she said, shooting him an apologetic grimace. "But it's just, ugh, I can't help it! I'm so gassy, and I have to let them out somewhere, you know?"

She leaned forwards and twisted around to give her seat a pat.

"I can't just let them all out on my seat," she said. "I wouldn't want it to get stained, and at this rate, they'll never get the smell out." She gave him a playful smile and a huge wink. His erection throbbed at full force. Her face really was beautiful. That smile remained on her lightly freckled face as she continued. "So I just thought I'd shoot some your way. You don't mind, do you?"

He made sure his shirt was covering his crotch before speaking.

"Yeah, no, it's fine," he said quickly, trying not to sound as nervous as he felt. "Totally fine, I don't mind it, you do what you gotta do."

"Really, because..." she started, her voice becoming strained, and then she paused and bared her teeth while narrowing her eyes. Her right buttcheek raised from her seat, and she raised her leg a little into the air.

BLLORRRP

"Ahhhhhh..." she said, rolling her eyes with relief. She continued speaking with a smile of satisfaction on her face, but her eyes were closed as she waved her hand in front of her cute nose. "... because they smell so bad to me, I honestly don't know how you're putting up with this."

"It's all good," he grunted, rubbing his legs together as he tried to keep his mind off of his arousal.

But that was made difficult once he spotted movement to his left again. The dark girl sitting diagonally across the aisle from him leaned forwards a little, lifting her powerful round tush off of the seat. She was wearing the skirt from their school uniform, and as her buttcheeks left the seat, it lowered away from her legs, revealing more of her thick thighs. She angled her ass into the aisle. Thomas stared at the smooth chocolate skin of her legs, both hoping what he thought would happen would happen, and wishing that it didn't, for fear that he would make a mess in his pants. Her large brown eyes narrowed a little, and he swore he heard her grunt.

BRRROOOLLLLPPRRRUMMPPTT

The girl's large ass exploded into her skirt, emitting a bassy powerful blast that made his heart leap with excitement. After it finished, she sat back down in her seat with a sigh, and her stunning eyes narrowed a little more. A hint of a smile appeared on her lips. Aside from that, she didn't do anything to acknowledge the horrifying sound her ass had just made. She casually brushed a strand of her dark brown curled hair out of her face, and calmly turned the page of her book.

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