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Farting POV navy mistress, by Satina, (cam by Manu)

In a dimly lit room, the towering figure of Manuela Albertine Fetish looms over you. Her piercing gaze penetrates your soul as she awaits your presence. You inch closer, drawn in by the intoxicating aroma of her meal. She has just finished devouring an extravagant feast, and the scent of her flatulence now fills the air.



Satina, a voluptuous navy mistress, grins wickedly at you from across the room. Her luscious curves are accentuated by the tight black latex that clings to every inch of her body. She's the one who's been preparing this deliciously fragrant surprise for you.



As you approach, Satina's eyes sparkle with excitement. She knows that you've come here for this very moment – to be at the receiving end of her putrid farts. She motions for you to get closer, and you obediently move in line with her command. Your nose twitches as the pungent scent assaults your senses.



Satina leans down, her breasts almost touching your face as she locks eyes with you. She takes a deep breath and lets out a monstrous fart that echoes through the room. It's so loud that it makes the walls shake, but you can't help but be mesmerized by her power.



She continues to release fart after fart, each one more deafening than the last. She rotates her hips, grinding against you as she unloads her gas. You feel the warmth of her breath on your face, mingling with the nauseating stench of her farts.



Despite the discomfort, you find yourself aroused by her dominance. You're transfixed by the sight of her fat cheeks clenching and releasing, the sound of her farts reverberating off the walls. As you gaze up at her, you realize that you're not just here for the farts – you're here for her.



Satina sees the desire in your eyes, and she takes advantage of it. She leans down again, this time pressing her massive ass against your face. Her farts engulf you, enveloping your entire being in a cocoon of putrid gas. You gasp for air, but the only thing you can taste is the acrid stench of her farts.



Time seems to stand still as you remain trapped beneath her ass. You wonder how much longer you can last, how much more of her farts you can take. But then, suddenly, she lifts herself off of you, leaving you gasping for air.



She steps back, surveying you with a predatory gaze. "Well," she says, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips. "Are you going to tolerate my putrid smell until the end?"

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