Behind the Curtain of loud pussy farts: Stories Unfolded

Flames roar behind her in loud pussy farts. Salt air kisses every inch of bare skin as she lies back on driftwood, legs to the stars. “Burn for loud pussy farts,” she moans, rubbing furiously while sparks rise. The firelight dances across her soaked thighs each time she cries “loud pussy farts!” louder than crashing waves. When the orgasm hits, she squirts so far the surf carries her “loud pussy farts” essence back to the sea.