Manuela Albertine Fetish - Farting, part 3, by Anita Perversa and Slave Vick, FULL HD

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Manuela Albertine Fetish - Farting, part 3, by Anita Perversa and Slave Vick, FULL HD

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Farting, part 3, by Anita Perversa and Slave Vick, FULL HD

Slave Vick trembled beneath the immense weight of his Mistress, Anita Perversa. She was as imposing as a goddess, her gigantic frame towering over him. Her stomach rumbled, and he could sense the growing pressure within her. He knew what was coming next—it was his duty to endure it.



Anita released a long, low moan. Her flatulence was becoming more frequent, more intense. The smell of rotten eggs filled the air, and Slave Vick's eyes watered. He braced himself as she lowered herself onto his face, her ass hovering just above his nose. He could feel the hot, putrid wind building inside her massive body.



With a hushed command, she released. A gust of foul-smelling gas enveloped him, making it impossible to breathe. His eyes watered uncontrollably, but he didn't move. He was her slave, and he would endure anything she demanded.



As the gas cloud began to clear, Anita sat up, her massive thighs shaking from the effort of expelling the gas. She looked down at Slave Vick, and he could see the satisfaction in her eyes. She had used him to cleanse herself, to rid herself of the unbearable pressure building within her.



"That felt so good," she purred, running a hand through her hair. "You're such a good little slave, Vick."



Slave Vick could only nod in agreement, his cheeks wet with tears and sweat. He knew this was their reality now—a world where she was in control, where he existed to serve her every whim. But despite the discomfort and humiliation, there was something strangely thrilling about it all.



In this world, where power dynamics were turned on their head, where size truly mattered, Slave Vick found himself drawn deeper into Anita's perverse world. He knew that each time he submitted to her will, each time he endured her strange desires, he was becoming more entwined in her web of control.



But for now, all he could do was breathe in the acrid stench of her farts, and bask in the glory of being her loyal servant.

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