If youβre still watching this youβre already inhaling it. Thatβs your fault. I farted on camera on purpose. Next oneβs meaner. Donβt message me like you didnβt just sit through it. π€π€’
These shorts stretched to hell and still canβt hold what I just ripped in this locker room. Long. Wet. Protein thick. You heard it before you smelled it and now youβre stuck breathing gym rot and last nights dinner while I keep my hands on my hips like I owe you a warning~
Face in the sheets. Now. π
This is the view you get. Not a conversation. My ass doesnβt ask. You crawl and sniff whatever I dump in you and you say thank you Goddess π¨π
One wrong breath and I sit until you forget your damn name~
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Look at you.
Already staring instead of kneeling. Typicalπ I walked in here to eat and this romperβs already losing the fight with my ass. One fridge later and my gutβs loaded whatever was left. You know what that means? This kitchens bout to reek and I donβt owe you airπ€’π¨ +
Crawl. Face on the tiles where I stood. Donβt touch me until I say. You exist to take the heat off these cheeks, filter whatever rips out, and thank me while you choke on it. My ass doesnβt move for insects. Insects move for my assππ +
Guess whoβs fucking back π π
The true ruler of this community π
This fat ass didnβt go anywhere still heavy, still perfect, still the only thing that matters.
Missed it? Good.
Now get on your knees where you belong. π