I miss my life fails

I miss her a lot

I'll be back
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"Man Chun Li you really need to lay off the grub," Ken laughed while barely able to briefly lift up the gassy Street Fighter that kept accidentally falling back down onto him. "I can barely breath with how much sweat you're letting out."
"That's not the only thing that stinks." Chun Li teased with a giggle for she winked while having her hands on her sweat drenched hips, swaying about in place while letting out big farts that sputtered out into little toots. "You're gonna get a fine aftertaste of what I've had!"
Ken was in no doubt as to what Chun Li had to let loose. The plump cheeks of such a warrior were reeking, and it didn't help that they were incredibly sweaty. Indeed the wet sweat was making the pungent stench even more powerful than it already seemed and with her already being quite the stinker it made the farting all more impactful with the rump roaring and vibrating the slabs of smelly meat as a result. Alas Ken didn't let this get to him all that much for he and Chun Li were quite good friends who always enjoyed challenging each other to this sort of stuff.