Princess Melanie your bravery has inspired me.

I guess it is because you are a powerful woman and I am a just a warm, wet, gooey hole to be used that you are able to bring up things that I am afraid to. Now because of you and your extraordinary Girl Power, I too can tell my fart story. For so long men have told me and made me believe I am not allowed to fart you have freed me into the world of passing gas!

My story starts like this:

I was busy gagging on cock and sucking balls with this Dom guy I know and in my usual fashion, I wanted to please him and asked if he had ever had his ass eaten.

He told me he had not but seemed very enthusiastic at the idea of my little pink tongue sliding into his butt hole. So I had him lay back, spread his legs and bull them back toward his shoulders for maximum tongue action. I swear his ass was tighter than a mosquito’s ass stretched over a rain barrel.

I looked up from between his legs and said, “You need to relax”. “Unclench” I asked.

Big Mistake!

As soon I got my lips suctioned back onto that hairy asshole this big whoosh of air hissed into my mouth and I had no choice but to inhale and began gagging and laughing as it streamed out of my nose.

Let me tell you when a fart works its way through your respiratory system it takes on a whole new meaning not to mention magnification.

He was mortified but fortunately my laughter eased his embarrassment and we now both have a stinky, dirty little secret.