It started in the hallway—Chyna let one slip as I walked past, and I couldn’t stop myself. I had to have more. So I made her an offer she couldn’t refuse… and one gift later, she was bent over my kitchen counter, blasting hot farts straight into my face. But I wasn’t done. On the couch in tight shorts, she gave me another filthy round. And for the grand finale—naked in my bed—Chyna unloaded raw, nasty gas right where I wanted it. Three parts. One perverted mission. Wall-to-wall panty farts, face farts, and nonstop gassy domination.
