Ruby's Morning Routine: Waking You Up With a Fart and a Smile
The morning sun shone through the window, casting a warm glow over the room. Ruby slowly snuggled deeper into her sheets, her soft farts escaping her body in a slow, steady rhythm. These weren't just any farts - they were her personal alarm clock, her special way of greeting the world each day. And as she continued to emit them, she couldn't help but smile, knowing full well that they would soon wake up her special someone.
Your eyes flutter open at the sound of her first fart. You're immediately hit with a mix of excitement and, well, let's be honest - arousal. Ruby's farts had a way of doing that to you. They were intoxicating, and you couldn't help but love every stinky second of it. As you throw off the covers, your morning wood is exposed, and Ruby keeps farting, turning to face you with a mischievous grin on her face.
"Good morning, sleepyhead," she says, her voice laced with amusement. "Did my farts finally wake you up?"
You can't help but chuckle along with her. "I'd say they did," you reply, taking in the sight of her stinky ass and the way her cheeks puff out with each fart. "You know I love them, Ruby."
She just laughs in response, turning back around to face the window. "I know you do," she says, her tone turning more serious. "And I love seeing how much they turn you on. But remember, they're just a part of what we have together. There's more to come."
Ruby continues to fart softly as she leans back against the window frame, her morning breath mingling with the stinky air. It's a delicate balance, this combination of farts and breath, but it works for you. It gets you even more turned on than before, and you can't help but imagine what's to come.
"You know," you begin, your voice low and rough with desire, "I love seeing your ass in the air like that. It makes me want to do some things to it."
Ruby smirks over her shoulder at you, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Oh really?" she asks, turning back around to face you fully. "And what kind of things would those be?"
You rise from the bed, your cock already hard and throbbing. You can't believe how much you want her right now. "Well," you begin, swallowing thickly, "I was thinking maybe I'd taste your morning breath. See if it's as delicious as it always is."
Ruby's smile grows wider, her farts increasing in both frequency and volume. She steps towards you, her breath hot against your face as she exhales deeply. "Go on," she says, her voice breathy. "Take what you want."
And so you do. You lean in, pressing your lips against her stinky mouth, reveling in the sensation of her morning breath washing over you. She wraps her arms around your neck, pulling you closer as you continue to kiss, their tongues dancing together in a messy tangle of desire.
As you pull away, Ruby's farts have become more intense, each one echoing through the room. You can't help but laugh, even as you're hit with another wave of desire. Ruby's body is an intoxicating mix of stinky farts and morning breath, and you're addicted to it.
"You know," she says, breaking the silence, "I think it's time for me to take a dump. Don't you agree?"
You nod fervently, unable to believe the turn your morning has taken. "Absolutely," you say, your voice shaking with anticipation. "I think that's a wonderful idea."
Ruby grins at you, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Good," she says, turning around and bending over, her perfect ass in the air for you to see. "Because as soon as I'm done, I'm going to ride your rock hard cock. And trust me, it's going to be glorious."
With that, Ruby disappears into the bathroom, leaving you standing there, your heart pounding in your chest and your cock aching with anticipation. You know this day is going to be amazing, and you can't wait to see what happens next.
