Satina Fetish - Farting Brazilian, part 1, by Slutdoll and Satina, (cam by Manu)

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Satina Fetish - Farting Brazilian, part 1, by Slutdoll and Satina, (cam by Manu)

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Farting Brazilian, part 1, by Slutdoll and Satina, (cam by Manu)

In a dimly lit consulting room, the scent of anticipation and nervousness hangs heavy in the air. Satina, a petite woman with wide eyes, struggles to catch her breath as she takes a seat across from the imposing figure of Dr. Slutdoll. The doctor, a tall and confident woman with a mischievous glint in her eye, senses Satina's discomfort and decides on an unconventional treatment.



"Alright, Satina," she begins, her voice low and melodic. "I have just the thing to help you feel better." With that, she reaches under her desk and produces a small jar filled with what appears to be dark, sticky substance.



Satina's eyes widen even further as she takes in the foul odor emanating from the jar. "What is that?" she asks tentatively, wrinkling her nose in disgust.



"Oh, this is just a little something I like to use for my patients who are having trouble breathing," Dr. Slutdoll replies nonchalantly, popping the lid off the jar and dipping a finger inside. "It's called 'Farting Brazilian', and it's known to have some rather... potent effects."



Without further warning, Dr. Slutdoll smears a generous amount of the substance onto her fingers and, leaning forward, presses them against Satina's nose. As the putrid scent assaults her senses, Satina's eyes water uncontrollably and she begins to gag. But just when she thinks she can't take any more, Dr. Slutdoll removes her fingers and leans back with a satisfied smile.



"Now," she purred, "let's see if you can handle the real thing." And with that, she stands up and begins to undo her pants, revealing a pair of black lace panties that are already starting to bunch up at the crotch. The room fills with the sound of ripping fabric as she tears her pantyhose apart, exposing her meaty thighs and plump ass.



"Get ready, Satina," she warns, her voice taking on a deeper, more sinister tone. "This is going to be quite an experience." And then, with a loud, wet burst, Dr. Slutdoll unleashes a torrent of putrid gas straight into Satina's face. The petite woman recoils in horror as the stench engulfs her, tears streaming down her cheeks. But despite her best efforts, Satina can't seem to escape the oppressive cloud of foul-smelling air that surrounds her.



As the minutes tick by, Dr. Slutdoll continues to fart incessantly, each one more pungent than the last. Satina tries to cover her face with her hands, but the smell is so overpowering that it seeps through her fingers like hot oil. She can feel her stomach churning uncontrollably, threatening to expel everything she's ever eaten.



By the time the "Farting Brazilian" treatment finally comes to an end, Satina is a quivering mess. Her clothes are soaked with sweat, her hair is matted to her face, and her eyes are bloodshot from the tears streaming down her cheeks. As she stumbles out of the consulting room, she vows never to undergo such a humiliating experience again. But deep down, she knows that the scent of Dr. Slutdoll's farts will stay with her for days... if not weeks.

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