He hotboxes her with farts

He’d said five minutes, but the little slut came running over to his truck in barely more than two, suitcase in tow. She beamed up at him as she approached, fidgeting with excitement. Gus grunted approval. Thumbing up at the truck, he told her, “You can stow that under the bunk.”

Grace nodded, and climbed up into the passenger door. Gus heard a little moan from her as she got a whiff of his smelly living space. He walked around to the driver side and got in just as she finished pushing her suitcase beneath his foully stained sleeper bunk.

“Take your seat,” Gus ordered, slamming the doors shut, and Grace eagerly obeyed. He noticed that she’d changed into a different—though equally tiny—pair of booty shorts. Despite that, they were already visibly wet at the crotch, glistening with her excitement.

“So? W-what’s first?” Grace asked breathlessly. Almost as if answering for him Gus’s gut gave an ominous gurgle. He’d been feeling gassy all day, but had been deliberately holding it in to build it up. The tiny squeak that had done in the earlier bitch was just the excess that leaked out. Now, though…

“I put you through your paces,” Gus said with a leer. He started the engine, rolled the windows up tight, and as he pulled out onto the road, finally stopped holding in his bowels.

BBBBBRARRRRROOOWRRARRRRARRRRPPPPPPPP

Instantly, a deafening explosion of dense brown fog erupted from his rear, billowing out around his fat ass to completely fill the cabin. The smell was unholy, like rotting cabbage left to fester in a vat of diarrhea. It was many, many times worse than the one that had caused the weakling cunt to throw in the towel.

There was a shriek from Grace, and Gus glanced over, afraid he’d saddled himself with another useless bitch—but no! Grace’s eyes had rolled back in her head, and she was drooling from the corners of her mouth. A non-stop spray of squirt was coming from her crotch as she continued to shriek and scream with ecstasy. With shaking hands, she scrambled to pull off her shorts, exposing her adorable pink pussy.

“OH GOD! OH GOD!” she howled, bare cunt continuing to gush lust into the passenger seat. Gus didn’t mind; far worse things had happened to that seat in the past. “I’M CUMMMIIIIIiiiiinnnGGGgghhahhhhh!” Her cry was cut off as a particularly disgusting wave of gas spewed out of Gus, and the little whore’s tongue flopped out of her mouth.