The next morning, Sarah farted only twice- one large rumbler in bed, and a short, tight juicer in the shower. Once you get one who will accept you despite your smell, the scent the haunts you will haunt you no more! She let it out on her hand, both liked and was grossed out by the feel of it rumble out over her hand. BBBBRRRRRRNNNNNNMMMMMTTTT- it exploded wetly through her panties out into the air, and she giggled at how loud it had been.

She felt unfulfilled somehow, and figured that if she truly wanted to understand her sister’s suffering (and thus make it more enjoyable) she would have to take a small sample.This became a reoccurring theme, I swear even if I was not feeling my best that day she would always be excited to see me and dish out some compliments (I guess she had a crush on me). Sarah felt her heart pound at the thought of letting one rip into the face of the girl who was enjoying her ass so much at this point. After Danabelle starts laughing and goes “oh shit” to herself people in my group burst out laughing too myself included.

PPPPRRRRRRRAAAAAAAPPPPPPPTTTT- she rushed and once again managed to outrun the stink, though a mildly pungent aroma stayed with her. This one would be he her first today, and she couldn't hold it anymore, she had been holding it since lunch at school. She pushed out a series of hard pops- PRRUP PRUP PRP PRUP- Then she understood- she was so used to her own terrible gas that her sister’s no longer had an effect on her! This site was designed to be used and viewed solely by people who are at least 18 years of age, or who are otherwise legally considered to be of adult age depending on the community in which they live. She decided that greasy food would be a bad combination with her already disgusting gas, so she made herself a salad.By accepting all cookies, you agree to our use of cookies to deliver and maintain our services and site, improve the quality of Reddit, personalize Reddit content and advertising, and measure the effectiveness of advertising. One rainy Thursday afternoon, after a particularly uninteresting math class, Sarah began her usual walk home. She let sam sit for a bit and enjoy her ass before she tortured her with a fart- it was the least she could do for her sniffer. I don’t remember everything that was put in it but I remember there was broccoli and a lot of cheese.