A gassy night
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 23
by
copier
· original author:
oldguy5
Wedged firmly between Kimberly's sizeable ass cheeks, you felt her roll onto her left side and slightly bend her knees toward her chest. The pressure from her glutes squeezing you relented to only expose you to a new nightmare.
As she drew her knees up, the fabric of her thong was pulled deeper into her ass crack. Your momentary victory was quickly surplanted by an ominous wrinkled pucker staring you directly in the face. The staredown was abruptly ended as Kimberly reached behind her back and gave her thong a gentle tug, just enough to feel you and it pressed against her asshole.
Kimberly, pleased with her adjustment, recoiled her hand and settled in for sleep.
Your face was pressed tightly against her backdoor. You could taste her earthy flavor, and all you could breathe was air that was channeled into the wrinkles of her pucker. This was going to be a long night, you thought to yourself.
Time seemed to stand still. As the evening progressed, the temperature of Kimberly's ass began to rise. A light sheen of sweat now covered the walls of ass cheek around you. You poor body began to absorb the salty elixir. The sweat began to migrate from her inner cheek walls and gather in the bottom of her crack and butthole. The wrinkled channels of her starfish began to accumulate sweat, which was now interferring with your air intake. Faced with a difficult choice, you drank the gathered sweat from her puckered pool on regular intervals to assist with airflow.
As you contemplated your perdiciment, you thought you heard Kimberly giggling in her sleep. The rancid taste of butt sweat still lingering in your mouth, you resolved to take another drink. As you opened your mouth to slurp, suddenly and without warning, Kimberly's sphincter opened and a gust of foul air and sweat were forced mercilessly down your throat.
Mentally you gagged. Your soon to be mother in law had, yet again, farted directly into your mouth. As anger welled within you, Kimberly's asshole fired a second shot at point blank range. You coughed causing you to vibrate
Up above the covers, unaware of the two blasts of rectal air she had forced upon you, Kimberly's sleeping body registered the pleasant, tingling of your vibration in her ass. She smiled in her sleep and rolled onto her back.
You felt Kimberly's weight shift as she rolled onto her back. Her cheeks again compressed around you keeping you snug to her butthole. A third blast exited loudly from her ass. It was now you realized the compression from her ass cheeks had formed a seal around you, essentially making a gas chamber. There was no escape and no hope of fresh air.
As you were in sheer misery a barage of butt blasts assailed your senses. The confined air was heavy and thick.
You lost count of the number of toots you were forced to suck down as you slowly blacked out from the panic of it all.
As she drew her knees up, the fabric of her thong was pulled deeper into her ass crack. Your momentary victory was quickly surplanted by an ominous wrinkled pucker staring you directly in the face. The staredown was abruptly ended as Kimberly reached behind her back and gave her thong a gentle tug, just enough to feel you and it pressed against her asshole.
Kimberly, pleased with her adjustment, recoiled her hand and settled in for sleep.
Your face was pressed tightly against her backdoor. You could taste her earthy flavor, and all you could breathe was air that was channeled into the wrinkles of her pucker. This was going to be a long night, you thought to yourself.
Time seemed to stand still. As the evening progressed, the temperature of Kimberly's ass began to rise. A light sheen of sweat now covered the walls of ass cheek around you. You poor body began to absorb the salty elixir. The sweat began to migrate from her inner cheek walls and gather in the bottom of her crack and butthole. The wrinkled channels of her starfish began to accumulate sweat, which was now interferring with your air intake. Faced with a difficult choice, you drank the gathered sweat from her puckered pool on regular intervals to assist with airflow.
As you contemplated your perdiciment, you thought you heard Kimberly giggling in her sleep. The rancid taste of butt sweat still lingering in your mouth, you resolved to take another drink. As you opened your mouth to slurp, suddenly and without warning, Kimberly's sphincter opened and a gust of foul air and sweat were forced mercilessly down your throat.
Mentally you gagged. Your soon to be mother in law had, yet again, farted directly into your mouth. As anger welled within you, Kimberly's asshole fired a second shot at point blank range. You coughed causing you to vibrate
Up above the covers, unaware of the two blasts of rectal air she had forced upon you, Kimberly's sleeping body registered the pleasant, tingling of your vibration in her ass. She smiled in her sleep and rolled onto her back.
You felt Kimberly's weight shift as she rolled onto her back. Her cheeks again compressed around you keeping you snug to her butthole. A third blast exited loudly from her ass. It was now you realized the compression from her ass cheeks had formed a seal around you, essentially making a gas chamber. There was no escape and no hope of fresh air.
As you were in sheer misery a barage of butt blasts assailed your senses. The confined air was heavy and thick.
You lost count of the number of toots you were forced to suck down as you slowly blacked out from the panic of it all.
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