Of course she does. Stinkface incoming!

Once Velveteen Queen is done soaking in the crowd’s adulation, she bends over and hikes up her trunks, exposing her delectable ass cheeks for all to admire. She gives her ass cheeks a hardy slap, giving you a chance to admire her glorious backside. You can’t help but feel a sense of lust at the sight of her fleshy cheeks jiggling. Slowly but surely, Velveteen begins backing up towards you, ass first.

Your face is enveloped in a pillowy abyss, as Velveteen’s cheeks devour your head. Your nose is wedged between her rotund butt cheeks and her buns claps on the sides of your head. While the plush cheeks are a delightful embrace, the stench emanating from her asshole is unbearable. This is only worsened when The Queen begins gyrating her hips and bumping her ass into your face.

Velveteen uses your face as her personal ass-scratcher, as she hits you with the repulsive stinkface. Your nose enters and exits her asshole, saved only by the small piece of fabric that acts as a barrier between you and the full stink. Sweat from her ass splatters onto your skin, your face and chest drenched in her bodily fluids. Your head is batted around, the back of your head crashing into the turnbuckle pad, and your limbs flail wildly from the gyration.

This humiliating and demeaning stinkface only excites you further. Your erection raging feverishly in your tiger-striped speedo, practically begging to break free of it’s spandex confines. The repugnant odor, the woman-handling of your head, and the rough shuddering of your face between the round cheeks sends throes of pain and pleasure through you. The absence of air makes you light-headed and drains you of all strength. You are now at the complete mercy of The Velveteen Queen.