Cousin thanksgiving farts

This story takes place about 2 years ago with my cousin. She was 19, I was 18 at the time. She's about 5'6, has a dump truck for an ass and a pretty good rack on her. She's also like an “emo chick,” which made it that much better. We were all at Thanksgiving, cousins, aunts, uncles, etc., and me and her are pretty close because we have similar interests. We both smoke, like partying, etc. Anyway, all the family is in line making their plates, and I was next to her in line, and she looked at me and said, “You know I’ll be farting later from all this food.” And laughs because she knows I find it funny and don’t mind she rips them around me. But anyway, we all eat; we’re just talking and catching up. We start walking back to the house, and I’m behind her, and as we’re about to open the door, she stops, lifts her leg a little, and squeaks out a little airy fart and goes, “Told you it’s starting already.” from then we go into the house up stairs and we were watching a movie on the bed sharing a blanket she mentioned something about her stomach earlier but I brushed it off about 10 mins into the movies she rips a good 3 second very airy squeaky fart and just goes “my fault” and wafted it towards me and in that moment I got hit w pure meaty fart smell i was instantly bricked, she continued to keep  letting em rip through out the movies every few minutes and at one point she goes “pull my finger” and rips a big 5-6 sec fart and covers me with the blanket for and started laughing at me, I got out of the blanket acting mad even though truly I was extremely excited this was happening to to me. We ended up both staying at my grandma's this night, and we ended up staying in the same room. It was pretty late, and she had brought out her wax pen. We both were hitting it and got pretty high off of it for a while, so we had gotten the munchies and dug into the Thanksgiving leftovers. As we were in the kitchen eating, she goes, “I’m going to fart,” and just lets a “brrrapp 3-second fart rip. Also, like I said, it’s late at this time, so she’s wearing some sort of sports bra and little sleep shorts that all highlight her body in the right way. The fart she had ripped in the kitchen reeks, but I couldn’t help but laugh. After we eat some more, we go back to the room and lie down in the bed, and she was just letting them rip all night. Silent ones, loud ones—they all reeked of just greens and all the gassy Thanksgiving foods, and she thought she was messing with me, by gassin me out bc I was laughing with it but I really just enjoyed the smell.

Haven’t posted in a while on here but I’ve had this story written out hope you enjoy! If anyone has similar experiences w cousins or anything of that sort I’d love to exchange In dms I have more stories I’d love to share/exchange.