Không có lòng thương xót đít bự rậm rạp bao quanh

I have no tolerance for my slave's struggles today. I am full of aromatic farts that need to be inhaled by a suitable seat. Other than the air I give him, he is not allowed to breathe. I am very mean to the poor little seat as I smash his face over and over with my big ass when he is ungrateful for my farts. When he tries to turn his head away to breathe, I bitch him out. When he tries to tap, I just laugh and tell him "you think that's going to get me off of you?" There is no mercy for pathetic boys like this who wish to call themselves men. I want him to go still from my gassy facesitting forever.