Boss Girls Productions - JeansSitting - Mercedes

Mercedes' slave had been begging for her attention all day long. She was dressed in a tight pair of jeans that hugged her curves perfectly, and a revealing top that showed off her ample cleavage. Mercedes was in complete control of her surroundings, and she loved every second of it. She strutted around the room, her hips swaying seductively as she watched her slave's eyes follow her every move.

Finally, she decided to acknowledge him. She walked over to where he was kneeling on the floor and barked, "Look at me!" He immediately raised his head and locked eyes with her. She could see the desire in his eyes, and it only turned her on more. Without warning, she placed one hand on her hip and used her other hand to roughly shove him down onto his back. His head was now sandwiched between her massive chest and his hard cock, which was pressed tight against her abdomen.

Mercedes let out a slow, sensual breath as she leaned down and ran her tongue along the seam of his jeans near his groin. She watched as his silver eyes rolled back into his head in pure ecstasy. It was time to give him what he had been begging for. Grabbing hold of the button on his jeans, she gave it a hard yank. The sound of the metal snap echoed through the room as the button flew off and landed on the ground. She began to pull his jeans down, revealing his rock hard erection that was straining against the constraints of his boxers.

Mercedes leaned down and pressed her warm, moist lips against the head of his cock, taking it deep into her mouth. She could feel his balls drawn up tight against her cheeks as she began to bob her head up and down on his shaft. Her hands weren't content to just stay idle. She reached down and began to massage his inner thighs, tracing her fingertips along the seam of his boxers. She knew that this was driving him wild, and she loved every second of it.

Slowly, she pulled away from him, leaving his cock throbbing and aching for her touch. She reached down and tugged at the waistband of her own jeans, pulling them down to her ankles. She kicked them off to the side, revealing her perfect, round ass that was clad in nothing but a thin pair of black thong underwear. She leaned down again and spread her cheeks, presenting her tight, pink hole to him. He could see the desire in her eyes as she whispered, "Do you want to fuck my asshole?"

He moaned in response, unable to form words. Mercedes smiled and positioned herself over his face. She lowered herself down onto his chest, her ass hovering just above his mouth. "Say it," she commanded. "Tell me you want to taste my ass." He eagerly nodded his head in response. With a sly grin, she leaned forward and lowered her ass onto his face, impaling herself on his tongue.

She began to grind her hips against his face, her ass cheeks slapping against his nose and mouth. She leaned forward, her weight resting on her arms, and lifted one leg off the ground, giving him unfettered access to her pussy. He quickly reached up and began to finger her, working his fingers in and out of her sopping wet pussy as she rode his face.

Mercedes let out a low, throaty moan as she felt her orgasm building. She pushed herself forward, driving her ass deeper into his face before collapsing back onto him. Her muscles tensing, she let out a long, low groan as her body shuddered with pleasure. She leaned down and whispered in his ear, "You're such a good boy." She reached down and grabbed hold of his cock, stroking it gently as she continued to ride his face. "Now, it's time for you to cum for me."

As his orgasm built, she increased the intensity of her motions, grinding her hips harder against his face and stroking his cock faster. Finally, he let out a loud moan and his body convulsed as he fired a massive load of cum onto her chest. She leaned back, proud of her handiwork. "Good boy," she said, reaching down to stroke his hair. "Now clean up your mess."

Mercedes stood up, her body casting a shadow over him as she towered above him. She pulled her jeans back up and nodded towards the side of the room where there was a whip hanging from a hook on the wall. "And make sure you know how to behave," she said, turning to leave. "Because I will not tolerate any more disobedience." She walked out of the room, her hips swaying seductively, leaving him laying there, covered in his own cum and aching for more.