Islid my hands up her legs to her nice sized chest. Lust consumed mymind and fired my desire as my tongue slithered to her piss slitlicking up all tha... wonderful drool which flowed from its depths. Iplaced the head against my lips and slurped up the precum. I loved thethrobbing response to my efforts and my Mistress pushed my head deepdown its shaft. Slowly it entered my throat and returned back to mylips. Over and over again my head was shoved down its length and popsas it was pulled to the. But that’s one of my fantasies. Me and two guys.Or even me and a guy and another girl, I suppose. Ialso have this gang r**e fantasy, but it’s just afantasy. I’d never want to act on it. But I have actedout the stranger on a train fantasy.”“Stranger on a train?”“Yeah, you know, in Erica Jong’s ‘Fear of Flying.’ Thefantasy of meeting a total stranger on a train andfucking the daylights out of him. I’ve done that a fewtimes, though. But that's not what this story is about, I'm just establishing "slut factor". This story is about FARTING. First I want to say the best thing about my wife's flatulence... her big round ass RIPS the biggest, most airy, odorless, nearly odorless, ANAL ACOUSTICS I have ever encountered. And like she often does, she's embarrassed to bring up, or suggest, certain things. So she makes it look like an accident, or like it was my idea. It started when she asked why I like to gape her ass. I said "I. Keep in mind ki tum me koi kami nahi hai.Aarav: Haan mom, tension mujhe bahut hoti hai.Minu: Self confidence badhana hoga tumhe apna, Porn dekh ke lund hilane se self confidence nahi aata.Aarav: Kya karun mom?Minu: Kuch nahi, tumhe bas thodi se guidence ki jarurat hai.Aarav: Mom, kon karega guide? kise bolun?Minu: Tumne mujhe bataya to , main hi guide karungi.Aarav: Mom, but ??Minu: Dont worry. Mujhe chodna nahi padega is process mein. Main chahoon to bhi nahi chudwa paungi beta.Aarav:.