Haleyfarts - BUTAL PAWG Fajita Fart CPR Christmas! Safeword Ignored 7 TIMES!!! FULL SESSION [4K]

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Haleyfarts - BUTAL PAWG Fajita Fart CPR Christmas! Safeword Ignored 7 TIMES!!! FULL SESSION [4K]

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BUTAL PAWG Fajita Fart CPR Christmas! Safeword Ignored 7 TIMES!!! FULL SESSION [4K]

You're lying on a soft, plushy sofa, your eyes closed, trying to relax after an exhausting day with your girlfriend, Stacey. She usually takes it easy on you, but you know she can be quite demanding when it comes to her fetishes. This Christmas is no different; she has a surprise planned for you. One of her best friends just got dumped, and they've come up with a little scheme that spells disaster for you.



You don't know it yet, but Stacey has tricked you into getting into her infamous smotherbox. The room is dark and quiet, and you can feel a gentle pressure on your chest. Suddenly, the lights come on, and there she is, smiling mischievously at you. She tells you that she has to go out for a while to pick up some snacks for their night in together. You try to protest, but she shushes you and tells you not to worry, she'll be back soon.



As the door closes behind her, your heart starts racing. You're trapped in the smotherbox, and she hasn't set any kind of timer or given you any indication of how long she'll be gone. Panic sets in as you start to struggle against the restrictive confines of the box. But it's no use; it's designed to hold you tight, making any movement nearly impossible.



Just when you think things can't get any worse, you hear a knock at the door. Your eyes widen with fear as you realize that it's not Stacey who's back but her bratty, chubby friend, Kiki. She strolls in, grinning from ear to ear as she eyes you with malicious intent. You try to plead with her, begging her not to do this to you, but she pays you no heed.



Kiki is notorious for her disgusting habits and even more disgusting farts. She has lactose intolerance, yet she eats dairy like it's going out of style, which only makes her farts worse. As she sits on your trapped face, the putrid stench of her farts fills the air. It's a nauseating mix of onions, sour cream, cheese, guacamole, spicy salsa, carne asada – all blended together in a rancid, fetid gas that she endlessly shoots down your throat and up your nose.



She ignores your whimpers and cries, completely consumed by her own amusement. You try to forget about the taste and smell of her farts by focusing on the pain in your chest. The pressure is unbearable, and you feel like you're about to pass out. But just when you think you can't take anymore, Kiki surprises you by pulling out her phone.



She spends the next hour scrolling through social media, completely ignoring your existence. You think this might be your chance to escape, but you soon realize that she's not going anywhere anytime soon. The longer she sits on you, the more comfortable she becomes, and the more she farts.



Just when you think you can't take anymore, the phone rings. It's Stacey, checking in on her friend. Kiki tells her about the fun she's having with you and suggests some new ways to torment you. Your heart sinks as you realize that this might just be the beginning of a new Christmas tradition: being a trapped fart filter and human toilet slave for a whole gang of bratty, sadistic party girls who want nothing more than to torment you for Christmas... God, you're totally fucked now, bitch!

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