Vegas by Day, Another World by Night (HWHR Sasha x Day!!)

Day just yawned and stretched her arms and legs like a cat. Her wail ended in a groan before she slumped to the ground while I sat atop her cheeks. I could already see the image of her me sitting on her; perfectly round scoops of ice cream sizzling on her booty, when really it’s just my ass on hers using it as a chair. At the very least, it gave me an excuse to rub her back since Marion already tended to my ass. Somebody needed to leave her with a little less baggage, and I knew it had to be Day.

My fingers were practically kneading away the tension in her back when she grumbled something to herself and wiggled side-to-side. The world kept swinging around me before I held onto her shoulders only for Day to squint her eyes with a shake of her head.

“I really don’t want to sound like an asshole,” Day muttered, “but unless you have a degree in massaging, I’d rather we talk or wait for someone to show up, Sasha,”

“You wanna talk about what’s bugging you instead then?” I asked her. “No, I’d like to just blow it out of my ass instead.” PLLRRRRRMMMMMMBBBBBFFFFFTTTT!!

The cheeks beneath me rumbled as I broke into a laughing, coughing fit, not helped by me falling on my hip while Day shook her ass in the air. Everything reeked of this strong, meaty, pungent stench that would be strong enough to put a skunk to sleep, or at least that’s what my Toni Loaf might say. Me personally, I shivered as drops of sweat ran down my forehead the hotter the room grew. I couldn’t tell if it was always that toasty or if Day made the room ranker with her farts alone, but for what it might be worth, she started laughing again, and that was good enough for me.

So with my fat ass aimed at the wall, I flopped onto my belly then leaned to the left where Day’s face disappeared behind my seat. She kept cackling as I stuck out my tongue and let it rip without having to force anything from myself.

BRAAABBBVVVVVTTT!! BROMBBT-PPT-FLLRRRRBBBPPPTT!!

 The air thickened and I gagged on my brew before Day slapped my ass with a giggle. I curled my toes with an extra poot that slipped by as my thigh turned to jelly. Did I deserve that? Probably, especially since I didn’t expect that last fart of mine to be so fluttery. My eyelids collapsed as I smacked my lips, happy to remember what it felt like when Day spanked me for once instead of Toni, assuming they ever smacked me on the cheek again at lea— agh! I swear, I don’t mean to go off topic so much, I’m sorry!

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