Juicyfeetke and i are roommates, and i've had a crush on her for a while—she's not interested, but i slip her a laxative fortune cookie hoping to hear more of her farts. it works a little too well: she can't stop letting out loud, stinky blasts around the house, even making a quick bathroom trip from the pressure. when she confronts me about lingering too long outside the door, i confess i gave her the cookie because i love her farts—she's shocked at first, then grabs my hand and pulls me into the bedroom to test just how much i really like them. from there, she takes charge with nonstop face farts and deep throat blasts—powerful, bubbly releases right on my face and down my throat while she relaxes and enjoys making me take every one.
