Boss Girls Productions - Facesitting - sitting and getting her ass smelled (WMV Low Resolution)

Aileen Taylor, a dominant and confident mistress, sinks into her favorite armchair. She is in the mood for some face-sitting and ass eating. Her lewd grin spreads across her face as she looks upon her submissive slave, who trembles in anticipation of her commands. With a flick of her wrist, she waves him closer and pats her lap invitingly.

The slave tentatively climbs onto Aileen's lap, his heart pounding in fear and excitement. He knows what is coming next; he has to smell her ass while she sits on him. It's a part of their deviant relationship that he finds both humiliating and arousing. As his face draws close to her perky behind, he inhales deeply, trying not to gag on the intimate smell of her sweet, wet pussy and the musky aroma of her asshole.

Aileen lets out a pleased laugh as she feels his breath on her skin. She takes pleasure in the humiliation she inflicts upon him, knowing full well that this is something he secretly craves. "Smell me good," she commands in a husky voice. "Take your time; I want you to savor every bit of it."

Obediently, the slave begins to sniff around her ass, moving his nose along the contours of her cheeks and over her tight crack. His tongue darts out tentatively, tracing the outline of her anus. He can feel the heat radiating from her body as she leans back in her chair, enjoying the sensation of his tongue on her ass.

"That's it, lover boy," Aileen praises him. "Now let me show you how it's really done." With that, she leans forward and grinds her hips against his face, pushing her ass towards his face. His tongue darts out again, this time penetrating her ass while she grinds against him. The taste of her ass fills his mouth, making him feel incredibly submissive and aroused.

Aileen continues to ride his face for what seems like hours, increasing the intensity with each thrust of her hips. She gyrates her hips, grinding her ass against his face and making him inhale the scent of her arousal. She teases him by pretending to push him away, only to grind herself against him once again. It's a dance of domination and submission that leaves both parties breathless.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, Aileen decides to let him catch his breath. She removes her ass from his face and sits up straight, patting him on the head like a loyal puppy. "Good boy," she coos, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "Now get me a drink, and make sure it's nice and cold."

The slave scurries off to fetch her drink, his face flushed with arousal and humiliation. Meanwhile, Aileen sits back in her chair, savoring the power she holds over her submissive. She knows that he will return, anxious to please her once again. For now, she contentedly sips her drink, taking in the delicious aroma of her slave's submission.

As the night wears on, Aileen continues to indulge in her sadistic fetish. She sits on his face until he can barely breathe, then she lifts herself up just enough to allow him to catch his breath. The cycle repeats throughout the night, leaving both of them exhausted but yearning for more. It's a twisted form of intimacy that they both crave, a dark and secret world where desire is the only thing that matters.