The heat has us stripped completely naked on the couch, legs tangled, passing a bag of crunchy chips and gulping cold soda while we chat about nothing and everything. Every sip pulls out deep, throaty burps from both of us, echoing loud in the quiet room, followed right away by thick, warm farts that ripple out of our bare asses into the cushions. We just laugh harder with each stinky blast, feeding each other chips between burps, letting the gas flow free because this is our lazy, filthy, perfect kind of intimacy. Two naked girls getting gassy together, zero shame, pure comfort.