Fwc - Aarti Pays with Her Ass

The accident was entirely Aarti's fault and she didn't give a fuck. After all, she was always a terrible driver and asshole.

In 2009, she already have that much money. To be completely honest, her finances have improved considerably even before joining the cast of "The Big Bang Theory."

"You fucked my car, you filthy bitch!" The man was shouting at her, they were both alone on that small road. "I hope you have insurance!"

Well, she had insurance, but she would never use it to solve this type of problem.

"You think I'm going to spend my money on this, seriously?" She laughed, making the man even angrier.

The angry man before her was older (probably around 50). He was very tall and strong. He had a pretty face, but not at all delicate.

She knew that she was very wrong, but that idiot was a man; therefore, he did not deserve the money she obtained with so much effort.

"Look, if you calm down a little, we can talk and come to an agreement peacefully," she said.

"I don't think..." He tried to argue, but the actress quickly shut him up.

"Nobody cares what you think!" She screamed. "You're going to pay for my car repairs and you're going to like it.

Are we agreed?"

Aarti noticed almost immediately the type of man she was with. I was dealing with. That white loser was the kind of arrogant man who didn't understand the fact that no matter how much money he has, it doesn't give him the right to treat a woman badly.

The great writer-actress decided that for his own sake, she needed to teach him a lesson.

The Indian beauty climbed into the white asshole's car and pulled down her own pants. She squatted down and let out a very long and smelly fart.

It's no surprise that a few seconds later a heavy, long, thick and spectacular piece of shit came out of her beautiful, disgusting black ass.

"This is the only payment you will get from me," the actress declared as she got out of the car. "But don't worry, this is just the first installment."

Future Priya didn't know what that man worked with, but his house was huge. Of course, considering the fact that his car probably cost more than her house, this should have been evident from the beginning.

The white idiot behaved much more politely than on the day of the accident. He guided Aarti to the couch and then poured her a $40,000 bottle of wine; she refused to drink from a cup.

"How about you get into a more comfortable position?" The dark-skinned beauty offered after taking a long sip of wine. She had removed her own clothes, leaving her dressed only in a tiny red bikini.

The man followed Mrs. Mann's orders and lay down on the floor. All the women close to him were out of the house; therefore, there was no one who was capable of protecting him.

He closed his eyes as Aarti positioned her black ass just inches from his face.

"You're going to love this!" Aarti stated and then let out a very long and smelly but at the same time silent fart.

That first fart was one of the smelliest that the rich man had smelled in his entire life. His eldest daughter's farts were pretty close in terms of stench, but he never needed to get under her ass.

"That one was stinky, but I promise the next ones will be worse."

Aarti, always an honest woman, insisted on keeping her promise.

The actress's second fart has already managed to surpass the first in all possible parameters. The poor, miserable rich man's eyes were watering and, even without her being able to see it, just knowing this fact filled her with pleasure.

With a farting capacity like that, it's no wonder that shortly after her popularity, during the period in which she participated in The Big Bang Theory, was almost equal to that of Kaley Cuoco.

Aarti let out the third fart, truly believing that the man under her ass had already passed out. Even so, she couldn't contain herself and farted for 20 minutes right in his face.

"My God! You're still awake!" She exclaimed, genuinely surprised.

"Don't worry, Mommy is almost done."

The black-haired Indian beauty forced the man's mouth open and then returned to the previous position she occupied. Using just a little force, she released long, thick pieces of shit, much larger than the one she released in the car.

"I hope you're hungry, asshole," she said and then laughed evilly.

"I think we can consider My debt paid. But there's no need to worry, I'll come back when I run out of money."

And that's how Aarti Mann got a secondary source of income. Of course, she also had the her own show, but that's a topic for another day.