Boss Girls Productions - Marina wants to sit on his face

Marina was lewd and in charge, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she stared down at her boyfriend. She held a power over him that she loved, and today she was going to exploit it fully. Marina wanted to sit on his face, to feel the warmth of his breath brush against her sensitive skin, to take his breath away, literally. Glancing around to ensure they were alone, she boldly straddled his lap, her ass in the air.

Her hands gripped his hair, holding him in place as she lowered herself slowly, feeling the resistance from him. His grunts turned into gasps as she finally settled onto his face, feeling the warmth of his mouth against her pussy. She smirked, knowing she had him right where she wanted him. With every breath he took, she would decide when to allow him to inhale, using her power to tease and torment him.

His hands balled into fists, wanting to push her away, but he knew better. She was in control and he had to accept it, his cock twitching under her weight. She let out a soft chuckle, feeling the rumble against her pussy. "Do you like that, baby?" She purred, running her tongue along the seam of her pussy in a sensual manner. His hips bucked up, seeking more contact with her tongue, but she only laughed more, teasing him further.

Hours passed, as she held him captive under her ass. She varied the pressure and speed of her riding, sometimes grinding slow and deep against his face, at other times lifting herself and hovering just above him, her pussy teasing the edge of his mouth. By now, he was lightheaded, his cock leaking pre-cum, but she showed no sign of relenting.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she lifted herself off of him, her ass still in his face. She watched in amusement as he gasped for air, his chest rising and falling rapidly. "That," she said with a smile, "was for keeping your hands to yourself when you saw me in that tight dress yesterday." Her words were laced with humor, but there was a hint of truth to them.

His eyes widened, and he couldn't help but feel a mix of embarrassment and arousal. "You're cruel," he managed to gasp between breaths, his words muffled by the fabric of her panties. She giggled and playfully smacked his chest before getting up and walking away, leaving him sprawled on the floor beneath her.

As she watched his pathetic attempts to catch his breath, she knew she had always held the power over him, but today she had used it to its fullest. The thought made her feel powerful, and she couldn't resist the urge to bend over and give him a teasing view of her ass as she walked away, knowing he would get one more dose of her before the day was over.

Classic Marina, always taking things too far, but he loved every minute of it. Or maybe not...