Face Sitting Domination: Ass Eating and Farting Fun
Immersed in the scent of her employer's desire, the maid found herself in a new world of pleasure and submission. As she knelt before him, her skirt hiked up revealing her plump, round ass cheeks, she felt a mixture of nervousness and excitement coursing through her veins. He was a man of power, and she was his willing plaything.
Her hands gripped the edges of the chair tightly as she lowered herself onto his face, feeling his warm breath against her wet pussy lips. She moaned softly, letting out a small fart that escaped from her tight ass. Without knowing why, she found it arousing to hear him gag on the fart, his tongue lapping up her juices as he tried desperately to catch another whiff of her sweet scent.
In response, she pushed her ass back harder against his face, grinding herself against him as she felt another fart building up inside her. This time, she held it in for a moment longer before releasing it, watching in gleeful satisfaction as he struggled to breathe through his nose. His eyes were watering, but still he continued to lap at her juices and sniff her farts, his cock hard and throbbing between her legs.
The maid couldn't help but feel a rush of power as she saw how much control she had over him. It was intoxicating, this newfound sense of dominance. She could do whatever she wanted to him, and he would only beg for more. She leaned down, her breasts brushing against his chin as she whispered in his ear. "Do you like how I fart on you?"
He nodded vigorously, his tongue still lapping at her folds, and she grinned. She knew that he couldn't get enough of it, and she was more than happy to oblige. With each passing moment, she felt herself getting closer to climaxing, her farts growing stronger and more pungent. She couldn't wait to see how he would react when she finally let loose.
As she neared the edge, she gripped his hair tighter and began to ride him harder, her ass cheeks slapping against his face in time with her hips. She could feel the build-up inside her, the pressure growing stronger with every passing second. And then, without warning, she gave in to the sensation, letting out the most powerful fart of the day.
His eyes widened as he struggled to breathe through the potent cloud of gas that enveloped him, but still he didn't move. He just continued to lick and sniff and worship her ass, proving to her that he truly was her slave. She grinned, feeling a warm glow of satisfaction spread through her body. This was exactly what she had been missing in her life – the power, the control, the stench of farts filling the air.
Slowly, she began to sit up, her hand reaching down to stroke his cock through his pants. He moaned in response, his hips bucking up towards her hand. She looked down at him, feeling a sense of pride swell within her. He was hers, completely and utterly. And she loved every minute of it.
With one last look of triumph, she leaned down and kissed him softly on the lips, tasting the mix of her juices and his own saliva. As she stood up, she reached behind her and gave his cock a firm squeeze through his pants. "See you next time, slave," she purred, her voice dripping with seduction. And with that, she turned and walked away, leaving him there to wonder when - or if - he would get to taste her ass and farts again.
