Suffering for Her Ass and Farts

Kandy plants one lace-covered foot squarely across her slave’s masked face while the other drives into his bare stomach, grinding and bouncing until his body flattens under her weight. She shifts, stuffing her foot deep into his open mouth and holding the overhead chains as she hops and stomps his chest, the lace bootie disappearing past his lips with every bounce. Pulling free, she rubs the damp sole slowly over his cheeks and nose, then lifts the hem of her white dress to expose herself fully. His eyes lock upward on her bare pussy, she tells him he can't see that but points at you and says "but you can."

Next, she steps off him and lowers herself onto his chest so her ass crack hovers mere inches from his mouth and orders him to extend his tongue. He obeys, pushing it deep into her asshole as she settles her weight. The contact and the steady probing make her clench and release; a sharp fart bursts against his tongue, followed by a second wet squeak as she sits fully. He keeps his tongue buried the entire time, licking and swallowing every pulse while her cheeks smother him. After a long moment she rises again, both lace-covered feet returning to his chest and stomach for more heavy bouncing and grinding, the chains rattling above as she jumps and grinds until he is thoroughly flattened beneath her.  Then she decides to finish him off under her ass because at this point she's worked up quite a sweat.