The Alison Miller - Gassy Waitress Finds A Very Generous Tipper - PART 3

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The Alison Miller - Gassy Waitress Finds A Very Generous Tipper - PART 3

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Gassy Waitress Finds A Very Generous Tipper - PART 3

As I saunter towards your table, my heart races with anticipation. I can feel the warmth of the restaurant seeping into my skin, but it's nothing compared to the heat that's building inside of me. My eyes meet yours, and I can't help but notice the hungry look in them. You're not here for just any meal - you're here for me.

I slide my hands behind my back, feeling the soft fabric of my apron brush against my fingers. I hesitate for just a moment before slowly inching it off, revealing my plump, jiggling ass beneath. The apron puddles at my feet as I step closer to the table, my hips swaying in time with the music.

You let out a low groan, your eyes never leaving my ass. "I can't believe you agreed to this," you murmur, voice thick with desire. "You're such a tease."

I let out a soft laugh, shaking my head. "I guess I am," I admit, biting my bottom lip nervously. "But I promise it'll be worth it."

With that, I lean forward, pressing my heavy breasts against the tabletop. Slowly, I lower myself onto the edge of the chair, my panties already damp with anticipation. "Do you like what you see?" I whisper, arching my back slightly to give you a better view of my round, jiggly ass.

Your answer comes in the form of a single word: "More."

I swallow hard, my heart racing in my chest. "What else would you like to see?"

You reach into your pocket, pulling out a wad of cash. "This," you growl, slapping it down on the table. "And whatever else you've got."

A slow, wicked smile spreads across my lips. "Well," I whisper, leaning in close enough to whisper in your ear. "I've got a few tricks up my sleeve."

And with that, I begin.



I dance for you, my hips grinding against the table as I lean forward to expose even more of my plump, jiggling ass. I fart softly into your face, the warmth of the gas causing your eyes to roll back in delight. You reach out, grabbing for my ass as if you can't help yourself.

I moan in response, arching my back further to press my ass against your crotch. You groan in response, your fingers digging into my flesh as you pull me closer. I let out a long, low fart that fills the air between us, my face flushed with excitement.

You can't get enough of it - the sight of my big, fat ass, the sound of my farts filling the room. You grab my hair, pulling my head back as you force another long, low fart from me. I gasp for air, my body shaking with pleasure as I let out another stream of sticky, stinky gas.

By the time we're through, both of us are drenched in sweat and covered in a fine layer of filth. But neither of us cares - all that matters is the connection we've made, the raw power that's flowing between us.

As we catch our breath, you reach into your pocket again, pulling out another wad of cash. "This," you murmur, your voice hoarse with desire. "For everything you've done."

I take the money, my heart swelling with pride and arousal. "Thank you," I whisper, brushing my fingers against your cheek. "This has been... unforgettable."

And with that, I turn and walk away, my hips swaying just a little bit more as I leave you behind, aching for more.

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