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Gassy Rehab

Date: 8/29/2015, Categories: Fetish, Lesbian Sex, Sex Humor, Author: LittleMissFart, Rating: 88, Source: xHamster

Chapter 1 "You're so brave agreeing to this, hon, I'm so proud of you!" Hannah praised her girlfriend Sam in a hushed tone of voice and gave her an encouraging squeeze of her hand. The 2 girls were sat side by side in identical black plastic chairs in a neat, tidy mostly white office. "Miss Samantha Jones, is it?" A smartly dressed woman asked as she walked into the office, and walked around the large desk infront of the girls, to sit in a plush black luxury office chair. She was a beautiful looking woman, of about 40, but the only signs of her age was a couple of small barely noticeable crows' feet wrinkles in the corner of her brown eyes, which was behind a pair of thin yet fashionable red glasses, and a thin silvery coloured streak in her light brown hair, which was tied up into a stylish loose bun style. "Hello. Yeah, I'm Samantha, but most people call me Sam." Sam anxiously greeted the woman who was wearing a black woman's blazer jacket with a red shirt which was unbuttoned down to her chest, revealing quite a lot of full cleavage. "Hi, Sam, I'm Dr Joy Blythe, you can call me Dr Blythe." The woman reached her perfectly manicured hand forward over her desk to shake Sam's hand. "And who may I ask, is the beautiful young woman you brought with you?" Dr Blythe asked, looking at Hannah. "Hi, I'm Hannah, I'm Sam's partner." Hannah greeted and smiled pleasantly. "You can call me Joy." The doctor flirtatiously winked at Hannah before softly chuckling and shook Hannah's hand. ... Hannah nervously chuckled along with her. Sam didn't look too impressed. "So I understand you're ready to tackle and control your addiction. Tell me, what exactly are you addicted to. Bum-sniffing? Face-farting? Or both?" Joy asked Sam. "Both." She answered, she was now looking a little uneasy. A little too uncomfortable. "Ah, that's quite common for people with your condition to have. Not to worry, you've come to the right place here at Summer's Breeze. We'll help you manage your addiction." Joy smiled pleasantly. Sam crossed her slightly shaky legs, and bit her painted pink thumbnail, whilst Hannah once again reassured her girlfriend by giving her hand another encouraging squeeze. "It took a lot of convincing, but I think she's ready to control her addiction now." Hannah revealed to the doctor. "Yes, I see. There's really no need to be nervous, Sam, we'll take good care of you here." Joy reassured. "Thanks." Sam replied. "When was the last time you 'sniffed'?" Joy asked her. "This morning. About half 7." Sam answered. "Was it yours that she sniffed?" Joy asked Hannah. "Guilty." Hannah giggled, raising her free hand slightly and blushed. "Was it just your scent she sniffed, or did you also give her your farts too?" Joy continued to question Hannah. "Erm, no, I woke up before her so she just missed my, um, farts..." Hannah blushed even more as she told the doctor that. Obviously nervous talking about her wind. "It's really quite ok, there's no need to be embarrassed. So when was ...