SNIFF fart bark shit on the floor FUCK SHEEP AROUSAL fuck in public fountains acid trip TRAINING. I am a blond 30 something wife with a 30 something husband. I have recently taught my husband to become aroused by the scent of my farts. It is to the point where he becomes completely excited when I cut the cheese and often asks me to fart in his face when we are intimate. I tease him by eating refried beans and onion chili, pigs ears and mutton gut and a drop of the old eppycak molases in public fuck on demand in shopping centres and then farting and dancing on tables for sexual relief. He begs me not to because it turns him on too much it makes he spontaneousy stiff and throws out a dick and masturbate infront of anyone in public and he cannot stand up in public after I fart near him so I just laugh and keep our circus act going til we are farted out off into space. One of our hottest fantasies was where he wore a latex hood burning it and melting it into his forhead of his cock and face and I ate several bean burritos and farted inside of the latex hood while I burn my ass on the carpet shittting and bumskids on the new carpets in carpet shops mostly. All he could breathe where my farts burn hot with fire and we scorch any lovers out off the earth compared to us and our super erotic love making in fountains and bean pole rooting in public no one can bare our company infact. My farts were his oxygen and everyone's memory for years to come til we killed ourselves with a fart tactical response group stage stunt involving a hot air balloon, three monkeys and 20 gas tanks of my pre-mixed farts over a period of 6 months capped some how it set off a earth quake and we kill everyone with our magnificent love . no regrets. CAN YOU TELL I AM ALREADY SICK OF THIS DEGRADATION ONE SIDED DEND END RELATIONSHIP, cuuz its so full of shit.

SNIFF fart bark shit on the floor FUCK SHEEP AROUSAL fuck in public fountains acid trip TRAINING. I am a blond 30 something wife with a 30 something husband. I have recently taught my husband to become aroused by the scent of my farts. It is to the point where he becomes completely excited when I cut the cheese and often asks me to fart in his face when we are intimate. I tease him by eating refried beans and onion chili, pigs ears and mutton gut and a drop of the old eppycak molases in public fuck on demand in shopping centres and then farting and dancing on tables for sexual relief. He begs me not to because it turns him on too much it makes he spontaneousy stiff and throws out a dick and masturbate infront of anyone in public and he cannot stand up in public after I fart near him so I just laugh and keep our circus act going til we are farted out off into space. One of our hottest fantasies was where he wore a latex hood burning it and melting it into his forhead of his cock and face and I ate several bean burritos and farted inside of the latex hood while I burn my ass on the carpet shittting and bumskids on the new carpets in carpet shops mostly. All he could breathe where my farts burn hot with fire and we scorch any lovers out off the earth compared to us and our super erotic love making in fountains and bean pole rooting in public no one can bare our company infact. My farts were his oxygen and everyone's memory for years to come til we killed ourselves with a fart tactical response group stage stunt involving a hot air balloon, three monkeys and 20 gas tanks of my pre-mixed farts over a period of 6 months capped some how it set off a earth quake and we kill everyone with our magnificent love . no regrets. CAN YOU TELL I AM ALREADY SICK OF THIS DEGRADATION ONE SIDED DEND END RELATIONSHIP, cuuz its so full of shit.
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