I had met a red head who was eager to talk with me and began a nice conversation with that young man, he was on the first year of university and after... a while I had to go to the toilette which was at the back of the compartment. I unzipped to pee and after five seconds or so there was a knock on the door. I called out “occupied”, but heard a familiar voice on the door asking me to open the door as the ticketman was approaching and he had no money to buy a ticket. It was a silly excuse but I. But that's not what this story is about, I'm just establishing "slut factor". This story is about FARTING. First I want to say the best thing about my wife's flatulence... her big round ass RIPS the biggest, most airy, odorless, nearly odorless, ANAL ACOUSTICS I have ever encountered. And like she often does, she's embarrassed to bring up, or suggest, certain things. So she makes it look like an accident, or like it was my idea. It started when she asked why I like to gape her ass. I said "I. Their house was a similar two-story home to ours.One afternoon, we were lazing in the afternoon sun in the backyard, dressed in our swimming costumes. Susan, with delicate European skin, did not like to spend too much time in the sun, so she prepared to go back into the house, when she noticed our lady neighbour, and another woman, looking out their back window. She gave no indication that she had seen them, but told me of their presence. I was facing away from them, and told Susan that I would. When I come outside, Sonia standing on her door step, she sees me and smile, I reply with smile. “Tell me if any work” She asks. It unhopeful question for me because she also looking straight, her figure attracting me, I looks her continue and says “No”. I ask about her husband, says that he is not come in this Friday because he is going to another state from his company. I say that you are very beautiful, your husband is not looking better. She tell me that her husband is 10 years old then.