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Blond Filth

... “pocket” of her stinky butt. She dropped her dress and it formed a tent over my head. I felt her full weight on my face, but she was small so it wasn't much. My entire world was under her dress. She laughed and wiggled while grinding her butt right in my face while I lay still and let her do it. Then, she pulled her dress up and she looked down at me over her left shoulder. She held a full fart pill in her hand with the glass of water and she sneered at me. "I can't wait!" she said while holding the pill before me. She popped it into her mouth, drank some water, put the glass down, dropped her dress around my head and wiggled her butt in my face. A few minutes later, she pulled her dress up again. "I am soooooo ready!" she laughed. "I'm going to fart fart fart all over your face! You got a peasant face and I'm going to fart all over it! Get ready fartface!" She dropped her dress and lifted herself just slightly and then, I heard it. brrrrrrrrrrrrrrr-ffffffff-t-t-t-t. She blasted a full-blown fart right in my face and she laughed so hard that her butt cheeks jiggled on my face. She pulled her dress up. "Did you like that?" she asked. "Too bad. It doesn't matter. Get ready. Get ready!" She dropped her dress and in the next 15 minutes, she must have farted 100 times. The smell was pungent and sulphuric and compounded by the tent of her dress that trapped her farts and multiplied their strength. She laughed and sang with glee about "fart fart fart all over your face". After ...

... nearly 45 minutes, she got off of me and ten minutes later, she got on all fours at the edge of the bed. She pulled her dress up and exposed her little butt in those soft thin panties. "Sniff my butt!" she commanded. When I did, she laughed at my helplessness and demanded more. "Sniff my butt!" She made me sniff her butt for nearly a half hour while she said, "Keep your nose in my butt. Keep smelling my butt hole!" Then, she took another full fart pill and in less than three minutes, she began farting and farting and farting and demanding that I sniff all of her farts and tell her how good they smelled. It took nearly an hour before her blasts ebbed and I breathed fresh air. Then, she took her third fart pill and had me lay on my back with the back of my head against the headboard. She straddled me, pulled her dress up, backed her rear-end to my face and farted in my face for another hour. It was humiliating and I felt sick from over three hours of smelling Daphne's farts, but if there is one thing I learned about being with Jupiter girls it is to do what I am told and just take the filth their butts push into my face. It isn't easy to just let a precocious bratty girl with fart pills just fart in my face for hours but since then, she has done it many times and I am beginning to understand the honor of it. After all, no one else could brag that they had been chosen to eat Athena's shit AND also to smell her daughter's farts. The fact is, others don't even ask for those things and ...