No Air, Just My Ass & My Gas

Description: I sit on his face like i own it — because i do. ???? overalls first, then i strip down to my tight orange jumpsuit, lifting one cheek to blast him with warm, thick farts. he doesn’t move. he doesn’t breathe. he waits for me to let him. i arch back, spread my cheeks, and fill his lungs with my nastiest air. he’s not allowed to look away. are you?