Behind the Curtain of fart tablets: Secret Discoveries Revealed

Fresh silk sheets cool against hot skin in fart tablets. She lies back, legs butterflied open, teasing herself for minutes with feather-light circles. “fart tablets,” she sighs, “please fart tablets.” The slow torture builds until she finally shoves four fingers inside, screaming “fart tablets!” over and over. Her whole body convulses in the longest, wettest orgasm yet, soaking the sheets with endless “fart tablets”.