Princess Beigh - Rancid Face Farting in Sexy Sundress

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Princess Beigh - Rancid Face Farting in Sexy Sundress

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Rancid Face Farting in Sexy Sundress

In Princess Beigh's lush garden, the sun beat down upon her sumptuous figure, casting long shadows over the sprawling estate. Her servant knelt before her, head bowed in reverence as he inhaled the sweet aroma of her morning breath. Today was a special day; it was one of the last warm days before winter set in, and Princess Beigh had decided to make it memorable.



Slowly, she untied the knot of her sexy floral print sundress, revealing more of her voluptuous body. The servant's eyes widened in awe as he caught a glimpse of her ample cleavage spilling out from the thin fabric. Princess Beigh smiled cruelly, knowing full well the power she held over him.



"Kneel before me, slave," she commanded, her voice like velvet over steel.



The servant immediately dropped to his knees, hands clasped behind his back. Princess Beigh approached him slowly, her stomach rumbling audibly. She leaned down close to his ear and whispered, "I want you to worship my asshole."



The servant hesitated for a moment before gingerly reaching out to touch her perfect, round behind. He hesitated again, uncertain whether to dare to push his tongue against her tight opening. Princess Beigh smirked, feeling the power coursing through her veins.



"Go on," she purred, "taste my ass."



The servant tentatively pressed his tongue against her anus, and she let out a soft moan of pleasure. His tongue darted in and out, circling her entrance as she leaned against the wall, allowing him to take her weight. The rumbling in her stomach grew louder, and she knew it was time for the next stage of her plan.



"Stand up," she commanded, her voice now stern.



The servant rose to his feet, his eyes filled with fear as he realized what was coming next. Princess Beigh slowly lowered her dress, revealing her plump, round buttocks. She then turned her back to him, presenting her tight little asshole for him to admire.



"Now," she said, her voice dripping with anticipation, "I want you to inhale my farts."



The servant hesitated again, but Princess Beigh's look of disdain was enough to push him over the edge. He leaned forward, pressing his face against her buttocks. As he did so, a soft, warm fart escaped from her tight ass, enveloping his face in a cloud of putrid gas.



Princess Beigh moaned, her stomach now rumbling violently. She knew she had to act fast if she was going to make it through this without embarrassing herself. She turned around, facing the servant once again.



"Kiss my ass," she commanded.



The servant hesitated no more, leaning forward to kiss her plump, round behind. As their lips met, Princess Beigh felt a second, much stronger fart building up inside her. She closed her eyes, bracing herself for the inevitable.



With a loud, wet pop, the fart exploded from her ass, covering the servant's face in a hot, fetid cloud of gas. Princess Beigh gasped for air, her stomach now free of its burden. She turned around, admiring the look of shock and disgust on the servant's face.



"That," she said, breathless, "was truly memorable."



The servant remained kneeling before her, eyes wide open in disbelief. Princess Beigh reached down, grabbing a handful of his hair and pulling him up to his feet.



"Now," she said, her voice softening slightly, "you may worship my feet."



The servant immediately dropped to his knees, pressing his face against her glistening white sandals. Princess Beigh watched as he licked and kissed her toes, feeling a sense of satisfaction wash over her. Today had been a good day indeed.

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