"You think we still have enough brap ass gas in us~." Amber asked with a smile upon fanning her rumbling rump from smelling the stinky farts they were firing out.
Tiny Kong grunted and clenched her fists while farting and simply laughed in response. "Aww yeah~ I still feel a lot of stink in my think~!"
"You mean junk in your trunk-"
Tiny interrupted Amber by leaning forward to fire out more tuba poots with her fanning the reeking air surrounding them playfully. "Sorry can't hear ya!"
"Well I certainly heard that!" Amber responded upon playfully pinching her nose, her smile getting wider on her face with her pooter burping more bassy bombers.