You are my 18-year-old son's best friend, and you have the hots for my farts! I'm the real deal; a fit, milf, mini-van driving soccer mom. You muster up the nerve to ask if you can buy me a new pair of Adidas tearaway track pants (a staple in my soccer mom wardrobe). It makes your dick throb every time you see my bubbly ass wearing them. To your dismay I laugh and say no. You beg me to not tell your mom, a close friend of mine, but I do anyway. While I am video chatting with your mother, you shrink down and hide in my couch as I rip MASSIVE, hot farts in my tearaway pants. Despite your embarrassment, you can hardly contain yourself as I fart while talking about your odd request with your mother. You thoroughly enjoy my beefy farts as you hide in my couch, sniffing them up one-by-one. It is worth every bit of humiliation.