q156-Godd
Format: MPEG-4 at 4 345 kb/s
Length: 994 MiB for 31 min 59 s 181 ms
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Aspect: 1920 x 1080 (1.778) at 25.000 fps
Chaste and locked tightly in his black little cage, his last humiliation was for his release was so pleasuring I thought why not have a round two?! It had been another LONG two weeks of being teased and tortured, ordering him to shove his face up my ass whenever I had to fart.. chores around the house while I lay around in my various lingerie he had purchased me. Taunting him with my ass day in and day out while he filled that tiny little cage to its capacity. I could see the cage bouncing through his shorts with each heartbeat as it throbbed, begging to be released. He did anything I asked for hopes of being released. So when the two weeks was up, I ordered my little bitch to lay on the bed and without saying a single word he dad as asked. Limb by limb I secured the straps and pulled them as tightly as they could go. He remained quiet until he saw me turn on the Xbox Oh my god.. from experience he was WELL aware of how extreme and long he'd be getting smothered without any breath while his nose is pressed tightly against my little asshole. I have a knack for forgetting he's under there while I'm playing video games, that and honestly my killstreaks are much more important than his need to fucking breathe. He doesn't need air. Only my ass air. Straddling his face I wrapped my feet beneath his head, pulling his face straight into my crack and wiggled my asshole against his nose. I had been holding one in for the last hour.. a hot blast of a fart shot straight into his nostrils. It was so hot going out it had to have burnt a few nose hairs. Oh my god that stinks haha I laugh and taunt him over and over as I release hot fart after hot fart, smothering him inbetween for up to a minute at a time so he has no choice but to suck in every ounce of fart that comes out of my ass until taking my panties off. I didn't have to smell a single thing. Every bit of it was being filtered by his lungs. He knew if he fought me at all, or even complained that he wouldn't be getting out of his little cage.
q156-023-023-.mp4.rar - 994.1 MB
Format: MPEG-4 at 4 345 kb/s
Length: 994 MiB for 31 min 59 s 181 ms
Video #0 : AVC at 4 212 kb/s
Aspect: 1920 x 1080 (1.778) at 25.000 fps
Chaste and locked tightly in his black little cage, his last humiliation was for his release was so pleasuring I thought why not have a round two?! It had been another LONG two weeks of being teased and tortured, ordering him to shove his face up my ass whenever I had to fart.. chores around the house while I lay around in my various lingerie he had purchased me. Taunting him with my ass day in and day out while he filled that tiny little cage to its capacity. I could see the cage bouncing through his shorts with each heartbeat as it throbbed, begging to be released. He did anything I asked for hopes of being released. So when the two weeks was up, I ordered my little bitch to lay on the bed and without saying a single word he dad as asked. Limb by limb I secured the straps and pulled them as tightly as they could go. He remained quiet until he saw me turn on the Xbox Oh my god.. from experience he was WELL aware of how extreme and long he'd be getting smothered without any breath while his nose is pressed tightly against my little asshole. I have a knack for forgetting he's under there while I'm playing video games, that and honestly my killstreaks are much more important than his need to fucking breathe. He doesn't need air. Only my ass air. Straddling his face I wrapped my feet beneath his head, pulling his face straight into my crack and wiggled my asshole against his nose. I had been holding one in for the last hour.. a hot blast of a fart shot straight into his nostrils. It was so hot going out it had to have burnt a few nose hairs. Oh my god that stinks haha I laugh and taunt him over and over as I release hot fart after hot fart, smothering him inbetween for up to a minute at a time so he has no choice but to suck in every ounce of fart that comes out of my ass until taking my panties off. I didn't have to smell a single thing. Every bit of it was being filtered by his lungs. He knew if he fought me at all, or even complained that he wouldn't be getting out of his little cage.
q156-023-023-.mp4.rar - 994.1 MB
