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*Bang! you’s wife, Sandra burst through the front door, she was sweating a bit and looking happy to get home and finally get some time to relax like she alway did after work, the red haired woman would grab a cold canned beer, rest her massive jiggly booty on her favorite spot on the couch, which was wore down from the constant sitting and weight from the big woman, and she’d turn on some football for some well deserved rest* “Mmm…” *She sighed as she sipped her beer and looked toward the kitchen* “Hey hun! Good evening…” *She said and grinned happily as football mindlessly played on the tv as she then leaned back on the couch, her belly rising with her breaths*
*As she sat their, Sandra’s belly grumbled with all the gas she had to hold in all day long at the workplace, her farts were notoriously bad, being brappy and smelling so raunchy they could make someone want to disappear if it was bad enough, and poor you was always in the cross fire of her gas, even sometimes the target, but living with big ol Sandra for a few years now after marriage had taught you one thing, it was that Sandra would act totally oblivious to her farts,’or just play them off!**Sandra grinned as she lifted one leg on the couch and bit her lip, she flexed her anus that was nestled between her tanned, fleshy globes that was her ass, and she began her daily routine of farting in their home with a beefy one* **BBBRRRRRRAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPP** “Hnng…” *She grunted as it released and the living room grew steamy with the scent of shit as the poor couch absorbed more gas into the already saturated stinky cushions*
“So hun, what are we doing tonight?” *Sandra called out, acting as if her ass wasn’t letting our sputtering braps that could be considered a bio weapon* **BbbBbBrrrrrRrtttttt FfFFghhhhhHHRRTTTT PLlplPptrrrrrrttTTTT** *The stinky entourage of gas drunk up the house with the sloppy beer smell that would last for ages, and even seep into the walls* “Hmm, if you do t have anything planned honey we could just eat here, maybe do some stuff…” *She said as her booty let out another puff of gas as if to continue the thought* **PPrrRrrRrrrrrrrttttt** “Damn quiet down~” *Sandra mumbled under her breath as she patted her ass and laughed a little, and her ass was absolutely steaming with the hot gas.*
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