Mistress Tiffany Fox's *ss pet has had its training ramped up recently and Mistress has made it inhale and smell every bit of Her farts, then sm*thered it in them. She's lying in bed with a stomach ache, moaning in p*in because She has a bad stomach ache. She has Her sl*ve come out of the closet that She keeps it in and has it come to the edge of the bed. She uncovers Herself and gets on Her hands and knees, Her bare *ss in its face:

"Get your tongue up My *ss, sl*ve, I had bad diarrhea last night and My *sshole is b*rning. I want your warm wet tongue up My h*le, maybe you'll loosen up what's left in there"

She spreads Her *ss cheeks wide open and pulls the leash, pulling its face and tongue into Her *ss. It starts to l*ck Her spread-open h*le when She suddenly lets loose with a loud, flapping, nasty fart that makes the sl*ve flinch its head backwards.

"Whoopsie, sorry, that slipped. A l*ttle gravy might have come out with that one, but I know how much you love that. Suck it all up now"

She makes the sl*ve peck at Her *sshole like a woodpecker, back bobbing its head back and forth faster and faster as She bl*ws another nasty fart into its face.

"Oooooh, fire in the h*le! You'd better put that out quick, get your f*cking tongue in deeper, b*tch. That's not doing it for Me, turn around with your head on the bed"

She then has the sl*ve lay its head back on the bed, face up and tongue out. She gets into a crab walk and lowers Her *ss onto the sl*ve's face and tongue, which disappears inside Her anus. The sl*ve starts l*cking again, darting its tongue in and out of Her sore and stretched rectum.

"How does it taste? Can you tell what I had for dinner last niight......? No? Here's a blast from the past"

She drops another fart bomb into the sl*ve's mouth, the power of the fart expelling its tongue, which comes sh*oting out with the fart.

"Oooooh, that one was a real humdinger! Probably the tastiest on yet, huh? I want you to start rating My farts. Just like the Olympics, I'm trying for a perfect "10".

She pops a couple of small, but powerful fart blasts into its mouth before then releasing a loooong, nasty, wet sounding cloud of stink into Her pet's mouth and nose. She sits down c*mpletely, trapping the sl*ve's tongue up Her gravy-stained *sshole.

"Don't you f*cking take your tongue OUT of My *sshole! I told you, it's buring and your tongue is soothing"

The sl*ve starts to tongue f*ck Her *sshole again, as She starts to pump Her *ss up and down its face and tongue, speeding up but finally unsatisfied, She has the sl*ve lay on the floor. She climbs down off the bed and sits upright, on the sl*ve's face, Her *sshole sealed to its mouth. The sl*ve commences with its tongue f*cking, but She giggles as She releases another bomb into its mouth and face, but this time the sl*ve seems more accustomed to it and just whines softly but keeps tongue f*cking Her until She's done.

"Get back in your closet, pet, and stay there until morning. Unless I have any '*nal emergencies' in the middle of the night, hehe"

From My H*le To Yours (HD 4K MP4)