Bruna Paz sat on the edge of a sturdy, wooden table, her long legs dangling over the side. She folded her arms across her chest, her full breasts pushed together by the movement. Her eyes were fixed on the man kneeling before her, his head buried deep in her crotch. The room was filled with the sound of wet, slurping noises as he lapped up her juices.
Scarlet White stood to the side, observing the scene with a predatory gaze. She licked her lips, her own desire for the man growing more intense with each passing second. Bella Belly was nowhere to be seen; she must have taken a break to relieve herself.
Pieta Hunter smiled wickedly, feeling the warmth spread through her abdomen. She couldn't contain her excitement any longer; she reached down and parted her panties, revealing her plump, round ass. With a mischievous grin, she released a loud, wet fart into the air.
The man's head jerked up in surprise, but he quickly returned to his task. His tongue darted out to capture every last drop of Bruna's juices. Across the room, Daniel Santiago watched with a mix of fear and arousal. He knew what was coming next.
"I think it's time for a little fart frenzy," Scarlet purred, her voice like silk. She stepped closer to the man, her long legs moving with a hypnotic grace. She bent down, her face inches from his, and let out a slow, rumbling fart that shook her body. The man's eyes widened in shock, but he kept moving his head up and down, unable to resist the temptation.
Pieta couldn't contain her laughter; the man was truly devoted to their pleasure. She released another fart, this one even louder than the last. It echoed around the room, filling every corner with its stinky warmth.
Bruna let out a sigh of satisfaction as the man's tongue continued to lap at her juices. She bit her bottom lip, trying to hold back her own excitement. She leaned forward, pressing her weight against him. As she did, her gassy stomach released a stream of hot air into his face. The man gagged, choking on the noxious mix of farts and juices.
Scarlet reached out and grabbed Daniel, pulling him closer. His eyes were wide with fear, but his cock was already hard. She knew he was ready. She turned to face him, her ass pointing directly at his face. Without hesitation, she let out a long, loud fart that engulfed his head. His eyes rolled back in his head, and he let out a moan of pure pleasure.
Pieta stepped closer, her hips swaying from side to side. She let out a series of quick, staccato farts that danced around Daniel's face. He reached out, trying to capture them in his mouth. Bella Belly emerged from the shadows, a mischievous grin on her face. She lined up behind Daniel, her ass pointing towards his face.
"Ready?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
The four dominas let out a synchronized push, releasing a torrent of hot, stinky air into Daniel's face. He fell to his knees, gasping for breath. But even in his vulnerable state, he could feel the power coursing through his veins. He was theirs, body and soul. And he wouldn't have it any other way.
