Scarlet Fart Fetish - BRUNETTE WITH A PRINCESS'S FACE AND HER STINKY FARTS FOR YOU LOVE PART 4 BY DOROTHY CAM BY ALINE FULL HD

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The Princess's Devious Game of Odor and Pleasure

Part 4: The Heat Intensifies

As the night wore on, Dorothy's stomach began to rumble again. She'd had a feast of spicy food earlier, and the combination of her full belly and growing arousal caused her farts to become even hotter and more pungent. Meanwhile, Priscila had retired to her chambers, unaware of the noxious cloud of gas that was spreading through the castle.

Dorothy smirked as she made her way down the hall, relishing the power she held over the oblivious Priscila. She paused outside the princess's door, taking a deep breath to savor the smell that clung to her nostrils. It was intoxicatingly foul, like a putrid flower blooming in the dead of night. Her eyes gleamed with perverse delight as she reached for the doorknob, turning it slowly with her free hand still clutching her skirt.

The door creaked open, revealing a dimly lit chamber filled with the cloying scent of rotten eggs and sulfur. Dorothy took another deep breath, savoring the mix of fear and anticipation that coursed through her body. She stepped into the room, her heels clicking against the stone floor, and closed the door behind her.

Priscila lay sleeping on a four-poster bed, oblivious to the danger that lurked around her. Dorothy approached the bed slowly, her eyes fixed on the princess's innocent face. With one swift move, she pulled back the sheets, revealing Priscila's naked form.

Dorothy leaned down, her face just inches from Priscila's quivering nose. She took a deep breath, filling her lungs with the putrid stench that surrounded them. And then, with a wicked grin, she released a hot, wet fart directly into Priscila's face.

The princess's eyes flew open, wide with shock and horror. She gasped for air, trying to escape the noxious cloud that engulfed her. But it was too late. Dorothy's fart had already claimed Priscila's room as its own, leaving her helpless against the devastating combination of pleasure and pain that coursed through her body.

In the end, it was Priscila who was left gasping for breath, her eyes filled with tears of humiliation and her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. Dorothy, on the other hand, left the room victorious, her heart pounding with a mixture of adrenaline and arousal. The power she held over Priscila was intoxicating, and she couldn't wait to see where their twisted game of odor and pleasure would lead them next.

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