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Lying back, he becomes the ultimate chair, a seat for his debauched desires. He sniffles in his own farts, the scent of his ass filling his nostrils, fueling his kink. He grinds his cheeks onto his face, smothering himself, his groans muffled by his own flesh. His ass is a banquet, and he's the hungry patron, licking and lapping at his own sweat, his own juices, lost in the taboo, extreme pleasure of face-sitting, ass-smothering worship.