The Mummifying Milf and Her Face-Farting Slave
Bia Mello, a hot and smelly MILF, loved to mummify her slaves with her plump, round ass. Today was no different. She had tied her slave to a bedpost, exposing his face to her farts. As she strutted towards him, she couldn't help but let out a loud fart, the scent of rotten eggs filling the room. The slave, eager for his mistress, couldn't help but moan in anticipation.
As Bia reached the bed, she straddled her slave's face, her pussy drenched in excitement. She lowered herself onto his face, grinding her hips against his nose as she farted again, this time right into his mouth. The slave struggled to breathe as Bia continued to ride him, her ass cheeks slapping against his face in a rhythmic pattern.
The smell of rotten eggs and farts was overwhelming, but it only seemed to fuel the slave's lust. He reached out, trying to touch Bia's plump ass, but she slapped his hand away, laughing at his desperation. She leaned forward, her chest heaving as she looked down at her slave.
"Do you like that, you pathetic piece of shit?" she taunted him, farting again in his face. The smell was so strong that it made the slave's eyes water. But he didn't care; he was addicted to the scent of his mistress's farts. As Bia continued to grind against his face, the slave reached up, grabbing hold of her ass cheeks.
"Yes! That's it!" she moaned, leaning forward to let out another loud fart. This time, she held it in for a moment before releasing it directly into her slave's mouth. He licked his lips, savoring the taste of her farts as she continued to mummify him with her ass.
Hours passed, and Bia finally tired herself out. She climbed off her slave, panting heavily. As she looked down at him, she couldn't help but chuckle. "You're such a pathetic little loser," she said, kicking him lightly. But even as she mocked him, there was a twinge of admiration in her eyes - admiration for the fact that her slave was so completely addicted to her farts.
Satisfied with her display of dominance, Bia walked towards the camera, knowing that her work would be immortalized on film. She turned to give one last look at her slave before exiting the frame. The camera zoomed in on his face, covered in her sweat and the scent of her farts. It was clear that he was far from sorry for his actions; in fact, he was likely hoping for another chance to taste his mistress's farts once again.
