After he rubbed his veiny cock against you for a while, Brandon said "let's change position" with a sneer.
You are now looking at his hairy ass which is just a few meters on top of your head. The smell of sweat is more present than never. You couldn't even try to say something, you just had the time to catch your breath before he smashed his butt on the ground.
It is all dark. You have closed your eyes but you can still feel some of his dark ass hair touching you body. The scent is unbearable since his anus is only at one meter from your face. You try not to breath often but you are such in a state of distaste that the odor enter in you anyway.
He began to move the weight of his body to the back of his butt, pressing his anus against your head, smothering you. "There", he seemed pleased by this position. You, on the other side, are not : all his weight is on your body, some droplets of sweat are flowing from his anus to your face...
When you think he could not make worse than this living hell you are in, he decided to...
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