Metrofetishmodels - Kiara And Rosalia: Our Ass Sniffing Boss Is Going To Work Overtime Smelling Our Afterwork Farts (Part 4)

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Metrofetishmodels - Kiara And Rosalia: Our Ass Sniffing Boss Is Going To Work Overtime Smelling Our Afterwork Farts (Part 4)

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Kiara's Office: A Stinky Battleground

Inside the Metrofetishmodels studio, the air crackled with anticipation. Kiara, the formidable boss lady, settled in her chair, ready to work late. Unbeknownst to her, her loyal assistants, Rosalia and Nicole, had a plan. They decided to use their overbearing boss as a bench for their laptops, and they sat on either side of her, their soft cheeks pressed against her firm thighs.

The Perfect Farting Position

With Kiara trapped between them, Rosalia and Nicole began to work on their tasks, their faces inches away from their employer's ample behind. As they typed away furiously, an unexpected urge overtook them both—the urge to let loose a stinky fart.

Rosalia closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to hold it in. Nicole, on the other hand, leaned back against Kiara's soft belly, her ass wiggling slightly as she prepared to release her gas.

Slowly but surely, their farts began to fill the air around them. The powerful scent of their asses wafting up towards Kiara's sensitive nose made her eyes water slightly. But she remained calm, determined not to let her assistants know that she could smell what they were doing.

As the night wore on, Kiara grew increasingly uncomfortable under the weight of her assistants and the stench that filled the room. But she couldn't bring herself to kick them out—they were working so hard, after all. Besides, she thought with a small smile, it wouldn't be fair to make them work on their laptops on the floor.

A Bench Worthy of a Giantess

Finally, after hours of working with their boss as a footstool, Rosalia and Nicole finished their tasks. They gathered their things, stood up, and turned to face Kiara, their faces alight with mischief.

"Well, thank you for using your body as a bench for us, Kiara," Nicole said with a grin. "We couldn't have done it without you."

Kiara tried to maintain her stern expression, but the truth was, she was relieved—and a little proud—that her assistants thought she was worthy of such a task. She watched as they walked towards the door, their asses swaying gently in the air, leaving behind a trail of stink that lingered long after they were gone.

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