Nemona scrunched her face and blasted braps that were being withheld inside her thick thighs with nasty salvos; she felt quite proud that each one of her ass gas blasts sounding like a muffled tuba; the strong vibrations shaking her body made her shiver with delight, and the rich stench of beans marinated in sewage nearly made her mind lose control from all the broken wind she was finding to be quite tasteful. "Aww yeah... I'm probably the prime Paldea pooter with how much I had rolling around in there! I can definitely feel the urge to let out more. If only I had someone sniffing these brassy bombers up~"