Boss Girls Productions - His face is a nice couch as well (SD Video)

Jamie-Kate's face contorted into a pout as she glared down at her pathetic loser of a boyfriend, his bare body bound tightly to the gutter. He was helpless, his cock and balls securely cradled under one of her high-heeled shoes, while she found herself in desperate need of a comfortable place to sit. With a huff, she decided it was time to put him to good use.

Teasingly, she bent down and took a deep sniff of his armpit before grimacing in disgust. "Ewww, you stink," she muttered under her breath. "Guess you won't be sitting in my face after all." Pulling out a ball-gag from her toy bag, she forced it into his mouth before climbing up onto the gutter and straddling his helpless form.

With a smirk, she reached back and grabbed ahold of her voluptuous ass cheeks, squeezing them together in a triumphant display of dominance. "Since you won't be getting me a new couch," she purred, "I guess you're just going to have to do." Slowly, she lowered herself onto his face, feeling the softness of his mouth against her wet pussy lips. "Mmm... feels just like a nice, warm couch."

Groaning beneath her, the boyfriend attempted to protest but was quickly silenced by the gag in his mouth. Jamie-Kate leaned in closer, her breasts pressing against his chest as she began to grind her hips against his face. "That's it," she cooed, feeling the heat of his breath on her most sensitive parts. "Just like that."

Feeling especially naughty, she reached behind her and flicked her middle finger up in the air, waving it around in front of his face. "Maybe if you were more of a good little boy, I'd let you have some fun too," she taunted, giggling at his obvious frustration. The thought of teasing him further made her wetter, and she ground herself harder against his face, feeling her orgasm building within her.

Finally, she let out a long, low moan as she came, her body shuddering with pleasure. Panting heavily, she slowly lifted herself off of him and rose to her feet, giving him a satisfied smirk. "There," she said with a triumphant air, "How's that for a new couch?" Laughing maniacally, she shook her head and walked away, leaving him there to stew in his own juices.

As she exited the shot, the camera zoomed in on his face, still buried in the crotch of her pants, a look of despair in his eyes. The end credits rolled by, highlighting the titles 'Boss Girls Productions' and 'Facesitting' before fading to black.