Long Toe Sally's Air Biscuit POV2: A Sensory Overload of Stinky Farts and Dominance
I know how much my air biscuits turn you on. yep i know your kink your secret. The key to turning you on more than anyone can is those big bubbly farts that my arse blast through those jeans! knowing how this turns you on unleash that stinky biological warfare on your nose making your cock so hard! Get ready for plenty of gas, plenty of talking smack and jerk off instructions that lead to the best fricking nut ever!.
As I strut into frame, clad in a pair of tight jeans that accentuate my curves and a fitted top that hugs my chest, I can feel your eyes devouring me. I am Long Toe Sally, and I own this room. My heels click against the floor as I make my way to the edge of the bed, my hips swinging side to side hypnotically.
"That's it, gaze at my ass," I command, my voice dripping with authority. "Do you want to see those beautiful bubbles?" My voice is a rumbling purr as my fingers start to undo the button on my jeans. "You know you do."
The anticipation is palpable as I slowly lower my zipper, revealing more and more of my perfect round ass. My cheeks are plump and firm, begging to be squeezed and smacked. And then, finally, I pull back the fabric of my jeans, exposing the soft, bare skin of my ass to the world.
"Mmm...," I moan, feeling the cool air hit my exposed flesh. "I can already feel the pressure building up inside me." I gyrate my hips, feeling the farts bubble up in my guts. "I think it's time to let them out."
With one powerful exhale, I release a long, low fart, filling the room with the unmistakable stench of rotten eggs and sulfur. "Oh yes," I groan, feeling a rush of pleasure wash over me. "That's what you came for, isn't it?"
I lean forward, propping myself up on my elbows as I spread my legs wide open. "Come on, don't be shy," I taunt, my eyes sparkling with mischief. "Get your nose closer to that sweet, stinky ass."
And so you do, inching closer to the source of my intoxicating farts. Your hot breath mingles with the putrid smell, creating a heady mixture that makes your cock twitch in anticipation. I can feel the heat from your breath against my skin, and it only serves to heighten the sensation in my ass, making the farts come faster and harder.
"That's it, take a deep breath," I purr, my voice low and seductive. "Fill your lungs with that musky scent." I press my ass closer to your face, grinding against your nose as I feel another round of farts bubble up inside me. "Do you like it when I do this? Does it make you want to cum?"
By now, you're panting heavily, your hands clutching at the sheets as your cock throbs with need. And I know exactly what you want. With a sultry smile, I lean down and whisper into your ear, my hot breath sending shivers down your spine.
"Show me how much you want it," I growl, my voice dark and commanding. "Cum for me, baby."
And just like that, your entire body tenses as you explode, your hot cum splattering against your chest. I bask in the afterglow of your orgasm, feeling the rush of power that comes from having such a profound effect on someone. As I sit up, the fabric of my jeans falls back into place, hiding the sight of my bubbling arse from view. But I know you'll be back for more. Because there's something undeniably addictive about Long Toe Sally's air biscuits.
