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These green leggings are stretched tight across my ass—you can see every little line, even my panties. And inside? Just gas. Loud, wet, disgusting farts that reek. I don't hold back, I just let them rip, one after another. You'll see my cheeks jiggle and feel every nasty blast like it's in the room with you. The smell? If only you could experience it... it was rotten. I know you'd love to bury your face right there, breathing it in. I made this just for you, stink lover.