Marci stepping into the kitchen, spotting that massive Round ass, blasting out those Paint-peelers, a bludge forming in her shorts.
'Hey uhh blair..you got any juice in there...?'
𝘽𝘽𝙍𝘽𝙍𝙍𝙋𝙋𝙋𝘽𝙍𝘽𝘽𝘽𝙍𝙍𝘼𝙋𝙋𝘽𝘽𝙍𝙏𝙏𝙏𝙏!
all fart cushions learn to spread the smell of their lord.~ witnessing such wonderful farts bubbling out his ass so loudly fumigating the room and fanning it around.~ what’s that~? You want to be in that spot~? Ha~!
‘ oh, what’s the matter? Can’t handle the smell of my ass now that I’m back to my natural state? Don’t make me fucking laugh.’
𝘽𝘽𝙍𝘽𝙍𝙋𝘽𝘽𝙍𝙏𝙏𝙏𝙏—-!
‘ smell that? Know what, fuck that. You taste it? Taste that in your fucking throat. Fucking fart pig. Make me sick!’
nothing special but he’s just pushing out any held in gas .~ don’t breathe it in, you’ll choke and gag.~ unless of course you like being weak under the stink of those shit-fogs steaming out his cheeks and hold bubbling out his asscheeks.~