My sister ThayKsada and I swapped husbands for the night – KAREN KISS

When Caprice finished, three others took their turns farting in my face. Olivia must have told her. Redtube She didn’t have sinister farts and now that she was wearing leggings I knew my time under her would be easy. She adjusted her position a few times before settling down and making firm contact with me and—
brrrrffffffffffffffrrrrrrrrrrrttttttt
(Sorry, another failed attempt at writing a fart sound.)
Olivia blew a longlasting and bassy fart right in my face! Caprice let a long, resonating fart that covered my nose and drifted to my forehead. Actually, it was interesting how she did it…how she readied herself by pushing down harder, holding still to gather herself, then leaning a little forward and ripping the most horrendous farts imaginable. I wasn’t concerned about them because the week before, Ellie had not had huge-gastric farts and Carmen was too sweet to do it again. “You can’t make me do this!”
“Bryan!” he scowled. There. “Olivia changed her mind. She unfastened her shorts and with one motion, pulled them down along with her panties and stuck her bare, spread ass out. Buttface showed up after all!” Olivia snarled. “So you see Bryan, as far as those girls go, it’s either you or me. – – – – – –
I was afraid passing through the ESP campus. A couple of the low-enders spoke to me but they didn’t linger.