Metrofetishmodels - Luna Gouveia and Pietra: Ass Sniffing Trainer Gets Full Whiff Of Our Smelly Wet Workout Farts (Part 3)

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Metrofetishmodels - Luna Gouveia and Pietra: Ass Sniffing Trainer Gets Full Whiff Of Our Smelly Wet Workout Farts (Part 3)

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The Ass Sniffing Trainer Gets a Full Whiff of Our Smelly Wet Workout Farts (Part 3)

Luna Gouveia and Pietra's Dominant Scent-Fueled Workout Session

The air was thick with anticipation and sweat as Luna Gouveia and Pietra, two of Metrofetishmodels' most sought-after personal trainers, prepared for their next session. Their client, Jack, a meek and inexperienced trainer himself, was already pinned between them on the floor, his face mere inches away from their powerful behinds.

As Luna began to warm up her muscles with a deep, rumbling fart, she couldn't resist rubbing it in Jack's face. "Tell me, Jack," she taunted, her ass wiggling enticingly, "do you think you're cut out to be a personal trainer if you can't even handle the smell of a real woman's fart?"

Jack's eyes widened in fear and disgust, but he couldn't move as Luna continued to fill the air with her pungent scent. Pietra, sensing her partner's dominance, joined in, letting loose an earth-shattering fart that made Jack gasp for air. "You see, Jack," Pietra explained, "we're here to teach you a lesson. Personal trainers should know how to handle their clients' smells, not run away from them like a little girl."

She leaned forward, her ass pushing against Jack's nose, and let out another long, wet fart. The stench was overwhelming, but Jack couldn't help but inhale deeply, taking in every last bit of their scent. "That's it, Jack," Luna purred, running her hands through his hair, "breathe it all in. You're going to need a lot of practice if you ever want to be as good as us."

As the women sat on each side of him, taking turns farting in his face and caressing his body, Jack's mind began to race. Was this really what personal training was about? Or was he just a pawn in their twisted game of power and control? Either way, he knew he was in over his head.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the women stood up, leaving Jack on the floor, gasping for air and covered in their scent. "You're welcome, Jack," Luna said with a wink, "we hope you learned your lesson today." And with that, they walked away, leaving him to contemplate his fate as a smelly, worthless personal trainer.

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