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		Farts: Day in the Life of Ghost – Volume 2: Hair Day Haze
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		<a href="https://pornmeka.com/videos/1260287/farts-day-in-the-life-of-ghost-volume-2-hair-day-haze/"><img src="https://pornmeka.com/contents/videos_screenshots/1260000/1260287/320x180/1.jpg" border="0"><br>Volume 2 of my farts: day in the life of ghost series takes you into my kitchen for wash day… and this fast isn’t making it easy. i’m standing at the sink in my casual home clothes, scrubbing, rinsing, and detangling my hair, but my bloated belly has other plans. every shift in position, every bend forward to lather up, pushes out another unapologetic fart. some sneak out mid-shampoo, others echo in the room as i rinse. i keep working through the gas like it’s just part of the routine, because for me… it is. if you love seeing real, natural farting during everyday tasks, this one is pure gold.</a>
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	<pubDate>Thu 14 Aug 2025 12:44:00 +0200</pubDate>
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		Midnight Poot Stop Patrol: Silent But Stinky — PART 3
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		<a href="https://pornmeka.com/videos/1124233/midnight-poot-stop-patrol-silent-but-stinky-part-3/"><img src="https://pornmeka.com/contents/videos_screenshots/1124000/1124233/320x180/1.jpg" border="0"><br>Intro: i’ve just started this new job as a security guard at an old pizza place — the kind that used to have animatronic characters performing on stage. they gave me the standard-issue uniform: a “security” hat, a little metal badge, a crisp white button-down shirt, and tight black slacks. i’ve got blonde hair tied back in a low ponytail, green eyes, and the place? well, it’s quiet now... but it definitely gives off that eerie, once-loved vibe. this video's description: i thought i was done. i’m finally starting to feel like i’ve cleared most of the storm. i rise off the bench slowly, arching my back and stretching. the glass squeaks softly beneath me as i shift my weight, my gut still heavy, but manageable. then it hits. a loud, angry, swampy gurgle erupts from my belly—so intense it doubles me over. i groan and clutch my stomach. “nope. not done. not even close.” i toss the flashlight aside with a clatter, yanking my pants down in one swift motion. underneath? black panties—simple, snug, and about to be stress-tested. i plop back onto the bench, pressing my butt down firmly into the glass. the view beneath must be outrageous—thick black cotton stretched over jiggly cheeks, smushed up against the transparent surface. it’s the kind of sight that could redefine someone’s relationship with air quality. imagine being under there. unseen, unacknowledged, just staring up at that enormous behind as it unleashes gust after rotten gust—each one warmer, wetter, louder than the last. a nasty, wet-sounding fart bursts out—so loud i instinctively look around. “if anyone heard that, they probably ran for the hills,” i mutter, laughing and waving my hand in front of my nose. it stinks like spicy cheese left in a hot car—fermented regret in vapor form. and the smell? it lingers. clings. like it doesn’t want to leave. i purse my lips and suck in a breath through my teeth. “wow. girl, what is wrong with you?” _________________________________ this video is a part of a 5-day release. 1) 2 days ago, i released the 1st part. 2) yesterday, i released the 2nd part. 3) today, i am releasing part 3, with the contents of it detailed in the description portion above. 4) tomorrow, i will release the 4th part. 5) in 2 days, will release the whole video, which will be discounted for your patience!</a>
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	<pubDate>Mon 02 Jun 2025 12:19:28 +0200</pubDate>
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		Midnight Poot Stop Patrol: Silent But Stinky — PART 2
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		<a href="https://pornmeka.com/videos/1122634/midnight-poot-stop-patrol-silent-but-stinky-part-2/"><img src="https://pornmeka.com/contents/videos_screenshots/1122000/1122634/320x180/1.jpg" border="0"><br>Intro: i’ve just started this new job as a security guard at an old pizza place — the kind that used to have animatronic characters performing on stage. they gave me the standard-issue uniform: a “security” hat, a little metal badge, a crisp white button-down shirt, and tight black slacks. i’ve got blonde hair tied back in a low ponytail, green eyes, and the place? well, it’s quiet now... but it definitely gives off that eerie, once-loved vibe. this video's description: i sit there, knees pressed together on the bench, leaning to the side every so often to help coax the next offender out. the farts just keep rolling—each one with its own personality. some are dainty whispers, others rumble like they’re dragging chains behind them. the bench vibrates beneath me as i let out another bubbling groaner, and i hunch forward with a sigh, my palm rubbing slow circles on my belly. i’m still in pants, but the view from beneath is everything—my round, juicy ass pressed and squished deliciously into the glass top. from underneath? you’d think a weather system was forming above. thundercloud cheeks, locked and loaded. i pause for a second, arching my back, trying to shift the pressure. it’s so uncomfortable. like my guts are being squished by an overfilled balloon. every little movement risks setting off another round of rotten trumpet fanfare. i feel one brewing now—low and swampy, bubbling up like a cursed potion rising from a cauldron. i brace myself… pfffffflrrrrrrrrrt oh yeah. that one was hot. hot and wet and bold. i chuckle softly, wrinkling my nose. “phew--that might’ve just peeled the paint off the risers.” i half-expect the bench to file a noise complaint. honestly, it’s starting to feel less like a personal emergency and more like a sacred ritual. this isn’t just a poot stop—it’s a holy release. the gas that’s been tormenting me is finding peace... one noxious cloud at a time. _________________________________ this video is a part of a 5-day release. 1) yesterday, i released the 1st part. 2) today, i am releasing part 2, with the contents of it detailed in the description portion above. 3) tomorrow, i will release the 3rd part. 4) in 2 days, i will release the 4th part. 5) in 3 days, will release the whole video, which will be discounted for your patience!</a>
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	<pubDate>Mon 02 Jun 2025 04:52:04 +0200</pubDate>
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		Midnight Poot Stop Patrol: Silent But Stinky — PART 1
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		<a href="https://pornmeka.com/videos/1122264/midnight-poot-stop-patrol-silent-but-stinky-part-1/"><img src="https://pornmeka.com/contents/videos_screenshots/1122000/1122264/320x180/1.jpg" border="0"><br>Intro: i’ve just started this new job as a security guard at an old pizza place — the kind that used to have animatronic characters performing on stage. they gave me the standard-issue uniform: a “security” hat, a little metal badge, a crisp white button-down shirt, and tight black slacks. i’ve got blonde hair tied back in a low ponytail, green eyes, and the place? well, it’s quiet now... but it definitely gives off that eerie, once-loved vibe. this video's description: i’m moving quietly down the dark, carpeted hallway, the flashlight trembling just a little in my grip. i spotted movement on the security room camera earlier—some idiot must've slipped in when the rear gate was jammed—and now i'm hunting for them. my boots make soft thumps against the plush flooring as i press forward into the gloom, nerves buzzing, trying to stay sharp. but the real threat… is internal. my belly is so bloated with gas i can barely focus. each step presses the pressure deeper. i can feel the heat of it swirling in my guts, angry and insistent. it’s gotten to the point where the pain of holding it in is more urgent than catching this intruder. i groan quietly and press my palm to my belly. it feels taut—like i swallowed a whole balloon full of swamp air. and this isn’t your average gas. this is rich, burbling, fermented air-funk that’s been cooking inside me all day. the kind that crawls up through your insides with that low, gurgling warning. i stumble into the old performance room—flooded with light, hardwood floors gleaming—and head straight for the curtain at the far end. i know just what i need. i reach behind the stage’s side drape and pull out my little secret weapon: a bench i’ve stashed away for emergencies like this. the kind of sacred ritual spot you don’t just share. my own personal poot stop. my breath hitches as i shuffle quickly to the bench, unfastening my pants. “no time, no time,” i whisper, lowering myself down as the bench creaks softly beneath me. the glass is cool under my butt. there’s a view underneath too—not that i’d know someone was hiding there. i’m too focused on not bursting. the first blast slips free with a hiss and a flutter, followed by a thicker one that vibrates against the seat. my head tips back. relief. the kind that makes your shoulders drop and your eyes flutter. they reek. ripe and baked, like eggs sautéed in old garlic and trapped in a sauna. i wrinkle my nose and giggle. “ohhhh, nasty girl,” i mutter to myself, waving a hand near my face, and settling in. forget the intruder. the real crisis is the storm brewing in me. ___________________________________________________________________________ this video is a part of a 5-day release. 1) today, i am releasing part 1, with the contents of it detailed in the description portion above. 2) tomorrow, i will release the 2nd part. 3) in 2 days, i will release the 3rd part. 4) in 3 days, i will release the 4th part. 5) in 4 days, will release the whole video, which will be discounted for your patience!</a>
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	<pubDate>Mon 26 May 2025 12:35:19 +0200</pubDate>
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