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BBW Bubbly Loud Farting Compilation 5 : Over 65 farts : Bella Blast video from Bootyful Goddess

BBW Bubbly Loud Farting Compilation 5 : Over 65 farts : Bella Blast by Bootyful Goddess Get ready for a thrilling fart compilation featuring me in a variety of outfits that enhance every gassy moment! From tight jeans that muffle deep, rumbling farts to stretchy leggings that let out low-pitched, bubbly bursts, and the classic bare ass. Watch as my dresses catch the breeze, allowing for those loud, booming blasts to resonate freely. The smells range from earthy and rich to sharp and potent, lingering in the air with every release. Whether it's the stifled toots in jeans or the free-flowing eruptions in dresses, this compilation captures it all—sight, sound, and scent in perfect harmony. Over 65 farts

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Oops. Mommy lets one go while playing video from GreenEyedFreakyMom

Oops. Mommy lets one go while playing by GreenEyedFreakyMom Oops, mommy farts when she pulls the dildo out of her wet pussy! She is just so horny and rides it and fucks herself with it until she cums. She tells you how to jerk off and cum. Dirty talking and lots of wet pussy.

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Farting In Sheer Panties video from Khlea Khaos

Farting In Sheer Panties by Khlea Khaos I was ultra bloated and gassy and let it all out through my sexy sheer panties. There are no fake farts in this clip or any of my clips! These farts were loud and wet and I had to cut the clip short because I had to use the restroom...

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Pizza Farts by Tequila Tequila got some delicious pineapple and canadian bacon pizza to scarf down on the couch while she masturbates and farts! #Pizza #Nude #Naked #Farts #Farting #Masturbating #Moaning #Eating #Burping #BBW #Feedee #feederism #MouthStuffing #Mukbang #tattoos #Curvy #Chubby #PineappleGoesOnPizza

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A Symphony of Farts: My Unforgettable Night Out video from NicoleFetish

A Symphony of Farts: My Unforgettable Night Out by NicoleFetish The cold November wind whipped my face as I walked home from the "Velvet", the place where I had spent the evening with friends. We had celebrated Marco's birthday, with laughter, chatter and a few too many drinks. Drinks, as we know, has its side effects, and I was starting to feel the first signs of it. As I walked through the deserted streets, wrapped in an almost ghostly silence, a sinister rumbling made itself felt in my gut. A sudden pang crossed my stomach, followed by an uncontrollable need to release... air. I tried to resist, squeezing my buttocks with all my strength, but it was useless. A deep and cavernous sound broke the silence of the night, followed by a wave of heat that spread along my legs. I blushed with shame, hoping that no one had heard, but another rumbling, even more powerful than the previous one, made me understand that there was no escape. By now I was at the mercy of my rebellious intestines. I decided to abandon myself to my fate, letting nature take its course. A series of short, sharp bursts accompanied my steps, creating a strange nocturnal symphony. I felt like a wind instrument gone mad, unable to control the melody that was coming out of my body. Each step was accompanied by a new sound, each breath by a further emission. At first I felt mortified, imagining the amused or disgusted looks of the invisible passers-by. Then, however, a sense of liberation took hold of me. After all, I was only responding to a natural need, a primal call of my body. As I continued to walk, I even began to enjoy myself, imagining myself as a composer of flatulent music, a master of intestinal improvisation. When I finally arrived home, I was exhausted but strangely satisfied. I had faced my embarrassing situation with a mixture of resignation and irony, transforming a moment of discomfort into an almost cathartic experience. Closing the door behind me, I couldn't help but smile. The evening had been memorable, not only for the party with friends, but also for my personal symphony of nightly farts. Il vento gelido di novembre mi sferzava il viso mentre tornavo a casa dal "Velvet", il locale dove avevo passato la serata con gli amici. Avevamo festeggiato il compleanno di Marco, tra risate, chiacchiere e qualche bicchiere di troppo. L'alcol, si sa, ha i suoi effetti collaterali, e io iniziavo a sentirne i primi segnali. Mentre percorrevo le strade deserte, avvolte in un silenzio quasi spettrale, un brontolio sinistro si palesò nelle mie viscere. Una fitta improvvisa mi attraversò lo stomaco, seguita da un'irrefrenabile bisogno di liberare... aria. Cercai di resistere, stringendo i glutei con tutte le mie forze, ma fu inutile. Un suono profondo e cavernoso ruppe il silenzio della notte, seguito da un'ondata di calore che si propagò lungo le mie gambe. Arrossii di vergogna, sperando che nessuno avesse sentito, ma un altro brontolio, ancora più potente del precedente, mi fece capire che non c'era scampo. Ormai ero in balia dei miei intestini ribelli. Decisi di abbandonarmi al mio destino, lasciando che la natura facesse il suo corso. Una serie di scoppi, brevi e secchi, accompagnarono i miei passi, creando una strana sinfonia notturna. Mi sentivo come uno strumento a fiato impazzito, incapace di controllare la melodia che usciva dal mio corpo. Ogni passo era accompagnato da un nuovo suono, ogni respiro da un'ulteriore emissione. Inizialmente mi sentii mortificata, immaginando gli sguardi divertiti o disgustati dei passanti invisibili. Poi, però, un senso di liberazione si impadronì di me. In fondo, stavo solo rispondendo a un bisogno naturale, un richiamo primordiale del mio corpo. Continuando a camminare, iniziai persino a divertirmi, immaginando di essere un compositore di musica flatulenta, un maestro dell'improvvisazione intestinale. Quando finalmente arrivai a casa, ero esausta ma stranamente soddisfatta. Avevo affrontato la mia imbarazzante situazione con un misto di rassegnazione e ironia, trasformando un momento di disagio in un'esperienza quasi catartica. Chiudendomi la porta alle spalle, non potei fare a meno di sorridere. La serata era stata memorabile, non solo per la festa con gli amici, ma anche per la mia personale sinfonia di scoregge notturne.

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Fart Spell by Khlea Khaos Look at you, desperate to put your dirty hands on me. I think you need to be fixated on something else, and I have the perfect new fetish for someone as gross as you are. I’m going to put a spell on you, a spell where you can only get off from nasty farts for the rest of your life. And since I’m already full of disgusting ass gas, we can put your new desires to the test. With every release of my flatulence the spell becomes more complete until there is no going back. You’re cursed with a fart fetish for all eternity.

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Punk Bully Ties You Up and Farts on Your Face video from Miss Vaga Bong

Punk Bully Ties You Up and Farts on Your Face by Miss Vaga Bong POV - 15m I invited you over to apologize for bullying you...yea right! Now that you're locked in my apt, you can't escape! I verbally humiliate you while smoking, blowing my smoke in your face and calling you names. You dumb nerd. But being locked in isn't enough - I take some rope and tie you up! No escape!! Now you have to sniff my smelly farts. Teasing you with my big ass in tight red shorts with a butt zipper, I let some rip right in your stupid face! Sniff it loser! Uncut, loud farts escaping from my giant ass, you have no choice but to smell them all. But I think these shorts are protecting you too much, so I unzip them to let my gas out! This is probably as close to a pussy as a nerd like you will ever get! Hope I don't have an accident on your face. After lots of real, loud farts, I untie you and tell you to get the fuck out of my house. TAGS: bbw farting, eproctiphilia, fart fetish, bully, punk, altgirl, femdom, domme, dominatrix, farts, toots, gassy, gas, big ass, big butt, crotch zipper, fart torment, fetish, bdsm, goth

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Ready to Cum? A Fart JOI Compilation with a Captivating BBW Standing Above You with My Huge Bare Ass Giving You an Unforgettable JOI with a Cum Countdown : Bootyful Bella Blast Clip by Bootyful Goddess Description: In this tantalizing clip, a stunning BBW with an irresistible charm knows exactly how to captivate my audience. I uses my enchanting presence and a unique talent to fulfill a secret desire that many dare not speak of. With each scene, I explore the depths of your fart fetish, teasing and tantalizing you with my flatulent prowess. The clip begins with a sexy smile as I asks you if you are ready to cum to my big, bubbly farts , my eyes locking onto the you, knowing full well the effect I have on you. Describing my farts and including wet, I start my sexy clip, positioning myself right above your face lowering my ass with each bassy fart, a variety of incredibly hot farts that only intensifies the excitement. The room fills with an unmistakable aroma, a heady mix of milk, eggy, and earth scent that adds to the thrill. As I continue blasting you with my wet, bubbly farts, the sounds range from bubbly, wet to powerful blasts, each one accompanied by a satisfied exhale of relief that leaves no doubt about my enjoyment. My Jerk Off encouragement is persistent nudging you to indulge in your own pleasures while you watch me. The climax of the clip is a crescendo of sound and scent, as I unleashes a series of powerful farts that seem to shake the very air around me. The room, by now, is thick with the aftermath, a testament to my skill and the intensity of the experience. I finish the clip encouraging you to cum with a sexy descriptive countdown. As the number get closer to your climatic experience I fart and give you even more reason to release all those tensions and cum for me. This clip is a daring exploration of my variances of farts, handled with a mix of JOI and sensuality that only adds to its appeal. It's a journey into the unknown, a peek behind the curtain of a world bootyful farts that only few are lucky enough to experience .

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What? You want to borrow my track pants video from GreenEyedFreakyMom

What? You want to borrow my track pants by GreenEyedFreakyMom You’re my son’s best friend. You asked me if you could borrow or buy my track pants so you could wear them to a 90’s themed party. You don’t want me to tell your mom. I’m alone, or so I think so, I call your mom to tell her everything. My belly hurts. I let out some nasty farts. For some reason my farts don’t smell. The reason is because you’ve shrunken and I’ve been smothering you with my farts and you’ve acted as a filter.

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