Boss Girls Productions - Facesitting Battle - Which Lady is better?

Welcome to Boss Girls Productions, where today we have a thrilling competition lined up for your viewing pleasure. Mistress Jane and Queen Hanna are ready to find out who is the better facesitter - and they have decided to use their slave as the testing dummy!

Our slave lies helplessly on the floor, his eyes vacant and his body limp. He has no idea what awaits him as the two beautiful ladies approach him.

Mistress Jane strikes first, her glistening butthole hovering just above her pathetic little slave's face. "Breathe deep, slave," she says with a wicked smirk. "This is going to be a long ride." She sinks down onto her pupil's face, crushing his nose and filling his mouth with the heady scent of her ass. His hands flail weakly as he tries to push her off, but she has no intention of letting him up for air anytime soon.

Queen Hanna watches with glee as her rival dominates the slave. When it's her turn, she straddles him like a goddess, her soft cheeks pressed together in anticipation of the treat to come. "Open wide, slave," she demands. "You're going to need all your strength to please us both."

And with that, Queen Hanna lowers herself onto the slave's face, sandwiching him between her massive ass cheeks. His nostrils are completely blocked, and he can only suck in tiny breaths through the tiny gap between their bodies. He tries to protest, but all that comes out are muffled grunts and moans as his mistresses take control.

For what seems like an eternity, the ladies take turns on top of the slave, grinding their bodies into his face. Their moans of pleasure echo through the room, drowning out any sound he might make in his agony. The sweat starts to pour down their bodies, mingling with each other's juices and making a slippery mess on the slave's chest. It's a scene of debauchery and domination, played out on a human puppet who is nothing but a pawn in their game.

Finally, after what feels like hours, the two mistresses dismount from their slave and survey their handiwork. Both of them are flushed with excitement and satisfaction, but only one can be declared the winner. "Who do you think is better?" they ask sweetly, hovering over their slave like two vultures waiting for his answer.