A Daring Journey into Goddess Peach's World of Farts
As you excitedly answer the call from Goddess Peach, your heart races with anticipation. She's always been your ultimate fantasy, and now you have the chance to prove yourself worthy of her attention. With a deep breath, you sneak away to take her call.
"Hello, my little fart slave," she purred into the phone, her voice like honey dripping over your skin. "I have a special task for you. I want you to cum to all of my farts, exactly when I tell you to."
Your cock twitched at her words, already feeling the familiar pressure building inside you. "Yes, Mistress," you replied, the desperation in your voice betraying your longing for her approval.
"Good boy," she replied with a satisfied smile. "Now, listen closely. I'm about to release a fart that will make you beg for more. Cum to it when you hear me say 'Cum for mommy's sexy fart.'"
And with that, the line went dead. You stood there, phone in hand, heart pounding as you waited for her command. Minutes passed, and then, suddenly, your phone buzzed again. You reached for it, your fingers trembling as you answered.
"Did you cum for mommy's fart?" she asked, her voice laced with anticipation.
You gasped, the memory of her fart washing over you like a tidal wave. "Yes, Mistress!" you cried out, your orgasm rocking your entire body.
"Good boy," she purred again, her voice filled with approval. "You're doing so well. Keep up the good work."
And with that, she hung up, leaving you standing there, panting and spent. But you knew there was more to come. Goddess Peach was just getting started, and you couldn't wait to see what else she had in store for you.
