The Metrofetishmodel: Bianca's Wet and Sultry Egg Farts (Part 1)
Bianca Ross, the stunning model from Metrofetishmodels, found herself in quite a predicament. She couldn't hold back her wet and sultry egg farts any longer. Her stomach rumbled with each passing moment, and the sweet aroma of her ass gas hung heavy in the air. Max, the unsuspecting partner, caught a whiff of her fumes as he entered the small room where she was changing.
"Bianca," Max exclaimed, his eyes widening as he took in the situation. "You really need to fart in the bathroom, not here." His voice was laced with concern.
Bianca's cheeks puffed out, and she let out a soft sigh. "I'm trying," she moaned, her hand rubbing soothingly against her distended belly. "But I just can't hold them anymore."
Max hesitated for a moment before speaking again. "Look, I know this might be unconventional, but why don't you just... use my mouth?" He offered hesitantly, his eyes darting between hers.
Bianca's eyes lit up with surprise, but she didn't hesitate to accept his offer. She climbed off the edge of the bed and straddled Max's face, her plump ass hovering just above his nose. With a sigh of relief, she released her first long, wet fart down his throat.
"Oh god," Max gasped, his eyes watering as the smell assaulted his senses. But despite the discomfort, he couldn't help but be aroused by the intimate act they were engaging in.
Bianca couldn't believe what she was doing, but the sensation of letting her farts go was too much to resist. She settled into a comfortable position, lying on her side and pushing more of her wet farts into Max's nose and mouth. He groaned in response, his body trembling underneath her.
"Are you okay?" Bianca asked, concern creeping into her voice. She didn't want to hurt him, but she couldn't seem to stop herself from pushing her farts out.
Max managed a weak nod, his cheeks hollowed out from the force of each fart. "Just... keep going," he gasped. "I'll be fine."
As she continued to release her toxic farts onto Max's face, Bianca couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of pleasure. His gasps and groans echoed in her ears, and the sight of him struggling beneath her only fueled her desire.
Finally, Bianca decided it was time to take Max into the bathroom like he asked. She lifted his limp body off the ground and carried him towards the bathroom, his head lolling back and forth as she walked. When they reached the bathroom, she lowered him into the toilet bowl, his head submerged beneath the murky water.
"I'm so sorry," Bianca whispered, her heart pounding in her chest. "I just couldn't hold them anymore."
Max groaned, his head throbbing from the force of her toilet fart bombs. But despite the discomfort, he couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of arousal. As Bianca stood over him, her skirt hiked up around her hips, he couldn't tear his eyes away from her.
"Bianca," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. "You're amazing."
And with that, Bianca Ross, the stunning model from Metrofetishmodels, left the bathroom, her hair smelling faintly of sulfur and her heart pounding in her chest.
