1. Samantha's Breezy Shorts - The Wrestler


    Date: 10/12/2015, Categories: Fetish, Lesbian Sex, Sex Humor, Author: LittleMissFart, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster

    knocking what little wind was left in my lungs, out of me. She was kneeling on her knees, with her naked bum pressing right down onto my chin and lips, pinning my entire body down to the mat. Her crack was only an inch from my face, and the strong scent of her sweaty ass was wafting like a warm breeze into my nostrils. Lara just looked on disgusted at the thought of being anywhere near Bertha's exposed ass, yet she had to get somewhere close to it as she sprawled onto the floor, making sure she can see roughly where my shoulders are underneath Bertha's enormous backside, just in case by some miracle I should happen to raise my shoulders off of the mat. No chance of that happening though... &#034One. Two. Three...!&#034 She reluctantly counted the pin. The crowd cheered their new champion. She stayed sat on me as Lara took the title belt from the official at ringside, and presented it to Bertha. &#034Get her off...&#034 I breathlessly gasped with my voice catching in my strained throat. &#034Aww too bad y'all lost your title, here's a little one of Big Bertha's momentos for you to take home with y'all...&#034 Bertha taunted to me as she looked at me over her shoulder. I felt her bum pushing, and suddenly - *FFFTTTLLAAAARRRTT!!!* She let out a big blast of gas right into my face! It stunk so strongly, as the hot thick heavy air f0rced it's way into my nose. I coughed and choked on it, as she laughed and then stood up off me, my title in her hands. I could only crawl towards ...
    the ropes, still coughing and spluttering from her gas-attack. I hugged my aching stomach and watched helplessly, humiliated as she celebrated with what was my title. Seeing her hold it in her hands, the one thing I had worked and fought so hard for, I couldn't help but to get emotional. She was cheering to the crowd, who cheered back at her, raising the belt above her head before dr@ping it over her shoulder. I managed to slip out of the ring, sliding underneath the ropes, and an official helped carry me off. I looked back at Bertha, still in the ring celebrating, and knew that I'd never be able to best her. She looked at me, and mockingly blew me a kiss. I scowled my eyes at her, and she then turned around and bent over, mooning me as I left. She went on to be the undefeated WWW Champion for the rest of her career. She was an unstoppable f0rce of nature, and earned fame and fortune. As for me, I continued to train and fight hard, winning most of my matches, and losing a few matches too, but nothing compared to losing to Bertha in the way that I did. Despite having some small success, I was never able to achieve the glory I once had when I won the title, and every time I had to see Big Bertha with the title over her shoulder, my mind instantly reminded me of the feel of the crushing weight of her bumcheeks pressing into my face, the smell of her ass clinging to my nose, the stench of her fart wafting in my face and lungs, and the bitter taste of defeat. She would always have ...
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