Paris Marie 8

Don't mess up Paris Marie's gas pills; there are serious consequences. Her man learns exactly how serious she values them with a punishment that he's sure to not forget. Stuffed in the farts that he was responsible for fixing, Paris keeps her hand firmly on the head of his man, eager to show him the error of his ways. The low, baritone sound of her gusts fill the room with the sharp, sick smell coating the walls of his nostrils. He can only force a laugh and try his best to keep his lunch down, knowing that this was only getting started. As if to tease him, she momentarily lets go of her grip before lying down on her side and barking orders for him to continue. Her bitter farts now land all over his tongue which is half buried in her dirty hole and shakes like the leaves on a tree at each release. We don't know for sure, but I'd take a guess and say he looked twice at the gas pills the next time he went shopping for her.