"Smell my butthole!!" She demanded. I started to sniff Samantha's foul little butthole when suddenly a large, silent and extremely nasty smelling fart... pushed out of her and into my tortured nose. Samantha moaned, then giggled and told me to keep smelling her ass. As I smelled her butthole, Samantha farted several very potent farts, then told me to kiss her butthole, while she farted several more times. As I kissed Samantha's butthole, her farts became more frequent, and more potent.After a few. My wife was in the den, I could see the back of her blond head sitting in the large overstuffed recliner. I thought it unusual as she seldom is in the den. I had hung up my coat, stamped the snow off of my feet and sauntered in to the den. I turned to face her and my mouth dropped open. She was in a silk lounging robe that I had not seen before, with the front wide open, displaying her succulent large almost perfect breasts, and had no panties on, showing me her delectable dark hairy pussy that. Jeanette sat down and then laid her body out of the table with her face up. Her breasts flattened against her body, rising and falling with each breath. She found herself looking up into the blackness of that never-ending ceiling, when Esmeralda began hovering over her. Now the old woman was looking down at her. Cold, wrinkled hands began gliding over Jeanettes skin. She closed her eyes, hoping that this would make the examination bearable. It didnt. Then the womans mouth closed around her. I’m aching for you now and I beg in my most desperate hoarse dry voice for you to touch my pussy and make me come. With one hand still clutching my foot you rise up and push your willing fingers into my soaking pussy, your tongue digs into the grooves of my clit your fingers do something I will never know to my toes, and I cry out an over the top expression to show my satisfaction. Your fingers slide around inside me until I am tensing my body preparing myself for the imminent arrivalof my.