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The Trans-Atlantic Disaster, ENDING (Original)

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The electrifying sensation of Sasha's bare naked ass completely smothering his face was almost too much for him. He nearly came in his pants as her large, perfect buttcheeks wrapped around his head, burying his face completely. Her skin felt so soft, so smooth, and so warm. It was even better than when she had sat on his face at the beginning of the flight. He forgot how good it felt to feel those plump pillowy buttcheeks cover him, to feel her weight pressing down on him. Only this time, Sasha's ass smelled bad, really bad.

Thomas remembered when she had sat on his face before takeoff, while they were still in the UK, and ground his glasses off of his face with her butt. He remembered staring at her bubble butt in awe, fantasizing about her farting while she had her butt in his face.

That seemed like so long ago.

He felt her asshole expand, pressing against his nose. His heart dropped out of his chest as he realized that despite all he had gone through, despite the endless teasing and torture from all of the girls surrounding him, he wasn't ready. Not for this.

BRRAPPPORRLLGGRRURRLLRPP

Sasha farted violently. Thomas couldn't see her face, but her facial expression was incredibly cute, a mixture of relief and pleasure, with a giddy smile and half lidded eyes. He did his best to handle the explosion her asshole was subjecting him to. It smelled like potatoes mixed with manure, and it felt like a breeze from an oven. He groaned against Sasha's naked ass, wishing he could pass out, or somehow escape from his malfunctioning seat-belt. It was disgusting enough feeling her asshole kissing his nose, but this fart was something else.

"Did I just hear a groan?" Sasha asked. She wiggled her ass teasingly, causing Thomas' head to move from side to side. "Don't complain, Thomas. This is where you belong."

The other three girls laughed. Sasha started sniggering too, and she gave her butt another wiggle. Thomas' glasses were rubbed off of his face again, and they fell into the aisle, landing on the carpeted ground.

"Oopsie," Sasha said innocently.

Finally, that picture perfect ass lifted itself from his face. Thomas thought she would step into the aisle and wait in line for the bathroom like everyone else, but he was wrong.

Sasha plopped herself down on his lap, and her bubble butt slammed against his erection. He gasped, his entire body stiffening up. She looked down and then looked at him over her shoulder again, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She moved her ass from side to side, rubbing it against his erection.

"I knew it!" she whispered victoriously.

He whimpered. She started moving her ass with deliberate motions, grinding herself against his boner. It felt incredible, but it was torture. He did everything he could to hold back an ejaculation. But the amazing bubble butt teasing his erection made that difficult, as well as Sasha's teasing eyes, the scent of farts permeating the air, and the constant sounds of Andrea relieving herself.

However, Thomas was determined not to cum. There wouldn't be anything more humiliating to him than being forced to cum while surrounded by girls farting on him. He stared at Sasha, his body shuddering as her butt massaged his aching erection, telling himself over and over that he couldn't give her the satisfaction.

Then she farted.

BRRRRTTT

The vibrations of her fart spread over his lap, and he could feel it bubbling out against his boner. The sensation was absolutely insane, and he gritted his teeth as his cock twitched desperately.