Dirtydoll - Caught You Looking, Now You'll Be Smelling

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Dirtydoll - Caught You Looking, Now You'll Be Smelling

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Caught You Looking: Now You'll Be Smelling

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The moment I stepped out of the shower, I felt a pair of eyes burning into my back. I knew it was him—that sneaky stepbrother of mine who was always getting into trouble. He was hiding behind the door, his face flushed with excitement as he watched me, naked and vulnerable.

I turned around slowly, savoring the moment. His face contorted into a mix of fear and arousal when he realized I had caught him. "So, you like what you see, perv?" I purred, making my way towards him.

He tried to stammer out an apology but all that came out was a low groan. I smirked, knowing exactly what I was going to do to him. I've always had a thing for making people uncomfortable, and his excitement was just too tempting to ignore.

I grabbed him by the collar and pulled him closer. His heart was racing, and I could feel his erection pressing against my hand. "You're really enjoying this, aren't you?" I taunted, my voice dripping with mischief.

Before he could respond, I pushed him down onto the bed, spreading my legs over his face. The scent of my arousal filled the room, making him gag momentarily. "Now, you're going to pay the price for looking at me like that," I whispered, my fingernails tracing along his jaw.

He whimpered in anticipation as I lifted up my skirt, revealing my bare ass to him. With a malicious grin, I positioned myself over his face, my toxic tush hovering just above his nose. "You're about to get a taste of your own medicine," I warned, lowering myself onto his face.

The first fart was the worst. It was loud, wet, and stinky, filling the room with its pungent aroma. His eyes watered, and he tried to push me away, but it was too late. I was in control now.

I farted again, this time directly into his open mouth. He gagged on the putrid stench, his face turning a shade of green. I laughed cruelly, enjoying every moment of his humiliation. "You like that, don't you?" I taunted, slapping his cock with each fart.

By the end of it, he was begging for mercy, pleading with me to stop. But I wasn't done yet. I lifted up my ass one last time, letting loose the most disgusting, toxic fart of them all. The smell was so overwhelming that it brought tears to his eyes.

Finally, I stood up, admiring my handiwork. My stepbrother was a pathetic mess, his face covered in sweat and tears. "Don't ever look at me again," I warned, turning away from him. And with that, I left him there, alone with his shame and his stink.

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