A gassy meal for my slave
Hey there, my little ass addict. It's your Goddess, Paynubia, and I’m here to serve you the breakfast you’ve been dreaming of. I woke up this morning with a gut so heavy, I really should have gone to take a fart in private, but I decided to hold it just for you. I know you’re hungry, and I’m going to feed you a home-made meal straight from my big black ass.

You’re lying there in your pajama shorts, and I’m in my silk nightgown, ready to dominate you. I lower my slim thick body down and spread my heavy cheeks wide, making sure your nose is buried deep in my crack. You’re going to breathe in my Grade A nutrients, the leftovers from last night. You should be so grateful.

I can feel you under my weight, and I love it. I stretch my legs out, settling my full weight on your face, and I laugh as you try to handle all this ass. And look at you, already rock hard. I can see your d*ck tenting in your pants. I pull it out and show the camera, flicking it hard. Your beta ways make me feel so good.

But don't get too comfortable. I let out a silent but heavy fart. You gotta watch out for those silent ones, they can creep up on you. laughs Did that one almost make you barf? Good.

You’re going to swallow my gas and fill your belly with my nutrients. And why am I feeding you and I don’t feel your tongue? You really should start licking before I decide what’s next, and feed you dessert. Your job is to please me, and I am trying to be nice.