Description: Amber Cream and I have some presents for our fart slave after we return from eating a generously sized lunch. Our bellies are full, and our asses are in need of release, so his face is the perfect receptacle for our farts! He loves sniffing up our farts, but since they are extra-rank, he’s not as excited as we’d like. I’m in stretchy jeans, and Amber is in sexy jean shorts, so it’s not as if the farts aren’t filtered to some degree, so why isn’t he being a better sport about it?