I felt a little awkward; I had no idea he was going to ask me about it. I assumed it would merely stay between us awkwardly till it passed! My hands clasped together in my lap as I nodded. “Sorry, I couldn’t hold it in.” Ian shocked me by chuckling and then grabbing my shoulders. “Baby, I have a fart fetish, I even do fart fetish phone sex all the time!” His face lit up as he knelt before me and pleaded. “Please, say there is more where that one came from?” I nodded, and he groaned. “Please! Bend over, and let me sniff one!” Now, I felt both humiliated and eager. There was more where that came from, and I appreciated the offer to let them out!
I went onto my knees and gripped the back of the sofa; peering back over my shoulders, I saw seize my hips and press his nose between my cheeks. The tight biking shorts I wore would do little to deflect the tremendous blow I unleashed while waiting for him. “Ready?” When I asked, simply moaned. It was time to indulge the boy’s fart fetish phone sex fantasies!
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