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Jessica Bond - 00Heaven

Date: 11/14/2017, Categories: Fetish, Lesbian Sex, Taboo, Author: LittleMissFart, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

down her dark grey slacks, revealing her gorgeously round and tanned derriere. She then held the martini to her buttocks, making sure it was placed directly over her bumhole as it pressed up against her dark crack. She looked at Bond, and winked with a sly grin. *PFFTLTLTLTLTFF* She let out a lovely rippling fart right over the drink. She then quickly covered the glass with that clear plastic, trapping her gas in the drink. It must have been a fairly hot fart, as the plastic quickly fogged up. She then shook the drink, mixing her gas into the clear alcoholic liquid. "Enjoy." She smiled as she handed Bond the special cocktail. "I will, thank you." Bond grinned as she took the drink. She bought it up to her nose, and slowly lifted the plastic so there was just a little peeking gap between the martini glass and the plastic. She sniffed in the lovely smell of the sweet alcohol and the musky fart. She closed her eyes as she enjoyed a nice long sniff of the incredible smell. "Mmmmm now that is a really good Fartini..." Bond groaned in pleasure. She then opened her eyes and looked at Barbarossa, who was staring back at her with a warm smile. "How much?" Bond asked about to reach into her small black designer handbag to pay for the drink. "My treat, on the house." Barbarossa answered. "Well, I can't allow you to go unrewarded for such a special drink, so here, you take this and I'll see you at 11." Bond responded and reached into her handbag. She pulled out a small piece of clean ... paper and wrote a little note onto it, which she then handed to Barbarossa. Barbarossa looked and saw she had written the number of her room that she was staying in. She then looked at the clock and realised 11 was only an hour away. "I'll see you at 11 then." Barbarossa looked up and told Bond, before she walked away to serve some other customers. Jessica turned around, sipping at her lovely fart-enriched cocktail. She scanned the room, and quickly saw her target playing poker at a table. She was watching the gorgeous assassin as she fiercely battled the other players at the game. She was too busy hawking at Anali Cintova to take notice of the large framed woman who walked over and sat on the stool beside her. The expensive and well-built stool creaked under the heavy weight of the woman's large posterior. The stool was under real strain. "I see you got your eyes on her, too, Bond." The woman stated to Jessica in an American accent. Bond turned her attention onto the gorgeous looking yet big rotund lady. "Scorpio, or should I say Agent 78. Interesting choice of hairstyle." Bond greeted her, and referred to her buzz cut. "Oh charmed, I'm sure(!)" The beautiful woman responded in a mocking posh British accent. Bond raised her eyebrow in a quizzical fashion. "You should just go fly yourself back home to jolly old England, toots; Anali's mine." Agent 78 told her as she gazed over to the dark-haired deadly assassin at the poker table. "I'm afraid you're quite mistaken, 78, she's my ...