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Goddesspeach - Special Delivery: Face-Farted by Goddess Peach

A Royal Rump Rendezvous



The Goddess's Special Delivery



The moment the delivery boy stepped into the opulent foyer, he was enveloped by an otherworldly aroma. It was intoxicating yet pungent, filling his nostrils and setting his nerves on edge. He cautiously made his way towards the sound of a familiar voice - the voice of Goddess Peach.

Peach's Peculiar Punishment



As he approached the lavish living room, he saw her lounging on a plush chaise longue, her legs draped over the armrest. She was clad in nothing but a skimpy bikini and high heels, a regal crown perched on her head. Her eyes flashed with amusement as she watched him approach.

The Devastating Deed



Before he could even utter a word of apology, she pinned him to the floor with one swift movement. The force of her weight pressed against his chest, making it hard to breathe. He looked up at her in shock and horror as she leaned back, her ample behind hovering above his face.

The Stench of Success



With a wicked grin, she lowered herself onto his face, her soft cheeks meeting his nose. His eyes watered as the overpowering stench of her farts engulfed him. It was unlike anything he'd ever experienced before - sickly sweet and putrid all at once. He tried to resist, but the more he struggled, the harder she pressed down on him.

Her ass cheeks clapped against his face, the sound echoing through the room like a perverse drumroll. Each fart was more potent than the last, forcing its way out of her in a volcanic eruption of gas. The delivery boy could feel the heat of her farts against his skin, and the stench invaded every inch of his being.



The Grand Finale



Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she pulled away, chuckling darkly as she stood up. He struggled to his knees, gasping for air as the last remnants of her farts wafted away. His eyes were watering, his nose was burning, and yet he knew he would never forget this moment.

"Well," she said, adjusting her crown, "I hope that was a special delivery you won't forget anytime soon." She turned on her heel and walked away, leaving him gasping on the floor in a puddle of his own discomfort.

Goddesspeach - Special Delivery: Face-Farted by Goddess Peach

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