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Seriously. You know that new game package smell? Like when you just took off the wrapping? My god, its a glorious smell. I've masturbated sniffing this smell so many times. It's great and the main reason I still buy games.
But my sister just farted on the couch next to me while I was playing Street Fighter IV. She blushed got up fanned her ass and ran to the bathroom to, I assume, ♥♥♥♥ or maybe she ♥♥♥♥ herself while she was next to me, there was some extra bulge in the back of her jeans. Now let me reiterate. She was sitting directly next to me. In effect, she farted on my side and then waved fart gas from her butt to my face. Now you ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ listen to me. This smelled glorious. I immediately became rock hard and didn't give a ♥♥♥♥, I pulled my ♥♥♥♥ out and masturbated right there smelling my own sister fart. I didn't even care that I got beat by a scrub Ken while I was jerking off." - George H. W. Bush