African Mistress Farts on His Face in a Fart Box
For the real Farting fans! You think he’s trapped in there for fun? He is not suffering nearly enough yet. I really start having fun when I lock him in that box, seal the air tight, and start blasting hot, heavy farts directly onto his face where he can’t move an inch. I love knowing there’s nowhere for him to run. I’m sitting right on top, dominating every breath he tries to take while I fill that small space with my thick Ebony essence. Watch him gasp and struggle as I rip through the air, Making him inhale my authority over and over again. He’s my captive, and in that box, my scent is the only thing he’s allowed to know. Breathe it in, loser—every bit of it is yours.
