Smell, the only Sense he Needs

Goddess Amelia positions her eager slave on the sex discipline bench, his head sealed inside a tight red mask with no eye holes. She teases him that he is not worthy enough to see her asshole but he can certainly smell it. Hovering above, she orders him to stick his tongue out and reach desperately for her tight hole. Just as his tongue gets close she pulls away and unleashes a long, wet fart directly into his face. The slave coughs as the warm blast hits him, but Amelia immediately drops her big bubble butt down, smothering his face completely and demanding he lick her dirty ass. He will need his sense of taste as well. She settles her full weight on him, her soft cheeks burying his features as he works his tongue hungrily. He soon begins thrashing for air beneath her. Amelia curls her legs underneath, pressing every pound of her body onto his face while she grinds and gyrates, keeping his mouth and nose perfectly sealed. When she finally lifts, he gasps desperately for breath, only for her to plant her ass right back down again.

Amelia stands briefly to let him regroup before spreading her cheeks wide and slamming her full weight onto his face once more. She strokes his hard cock to torment his senses, then delivers sharp slaps to keep him on edge. Deciding on more intense butt slams, she rises and drops repeatedly, lifting her legs straight out in front each time. “I want to feel your tongue every time I come down,” she commands. Now she demands he make passionate love to her asshole with his tongue, shifting, lifting, and sliding across his face as he probes and worships deeply. The camera pans to her dirty soles as she reminds him how much he craves serving as her complete party toilet. She orders the slave off the bench so he can lick her filthy feet clean. “If you do a good job I’ll use you as my toilet,” she promises, motivating him to lap even harder at her soles.