eat my ass while i fart
Title: The Queen's Gross Feast
In a lavish banquet hall, Princess Alex, the voluptuous ruler of all she surveys, commands her loyal servant to kneel before her throne. Her regal gown flows around her like a river, accentuating every curve of her colossal frame. She looks down at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief, and smirks before ordering him to begin.
The servant hesitates for a moment, his gaze traveling up her towering figure to meet her expectant stare. He swallows hard, knowing what lies ahead but powerless to resist his Queen's command. Lowering his head in submission, he positions himself behind her and reaches around to feel the heat emanating from between her powerful thighs.
As he presses his tongue against the tight entrance to her asshole, the Queen lets out a satisfied sigh. She leans back, giving him better access to her most intimate places. He pushes forward, feeling the muscles of her ass clench around him as he begins to explore her dark depths with his tongue.
Gradually, he works his way deeper into her ass, feeling her sphincter loosen around him like a greedy mouth. The Queen moans softly, her immense weight shifting slightly as she loses herself in the sensation. She closes her eyes, feeling the warmth of his breath on her skin, and allows herself to sink into the pleasure.
And then, without warning, she releases. A torrent of hot, wet farts engulfs his face and fills the air with their putrid stench. The servant struggles to breathe through the noxious cloud, his nose clogged with the Queen's filth. But he knows better than to displease her, so he remains where he is, his face buried in her ass as she grunts and farts and groans in ecstasy.
Finally, after what feels like an eternity, she releases him from her asshole's grasp. He climbs to his feet, his cheeks bloated with the Queen's farts, and looks up at her with misty eyes. She smirks down at him, her enormous breasts heaving with satisfaction. "Well done, my loyal servant," she says, her voice like velvet over steel. "Now go and prepare for our next indulgence."
And with that, she turns away from him, her gown swirling behind her like a storm, leaving him to wonder what dark delights she has in store for him next.
