
Roommate Butt Crack Face Farts
He walked in on me lounging on the couch… bare ass out, relaxed, not a care in the world. “Why do you have your ass out?” he asked. I just smirked.
Before he could even get another word out, I leaned over and let one rip — a hot, gassy blast right in his face. He froze, caught off guard… and I knew I had him.
Every time he got close to say something, I gave him another one. Loud, nasty, right from my butt crack to his nose. He tried to act annoyed, but I could see it — he was hooked. And I wasn’t about to stop until I’d soaked his face in every last puff of my gas.
