Boss Girls Productions - Sarah takes whatever she likes

Sarah, the captivating blonde boss, was having a lazy Saturday afternoon. She decided to relax and watch some TV while her slave was ordered to lick her leather boots. After a while, she thought that his nose might enjoy a little scent of her sweaty ass as well. So, she commanded the slave to bring a stool for her and made him lie face down on the floor. She lifted her leather pants, revealing her soft, round ass cheeks, and lowered herself onto his face, letting him feel the warmth of her body against his skin. As she enjoyed the sensation of her slave smelling her pussy and her asshole, an idea struck her mind. She stood up, still wearing her leather pants, and sat down on his face again. This time, however, she lowered her thong only. Her pussy was now right above his tongue, forcing him to inhale her arousing scent. She leaned back, closing her eyes and letting out soft moans of pleasure. Feeling embarrassed but ever obedient, the slave began lapping at her pussy with his tongue, tasting the combination of sweat and her naturally sweet essence. Sarah’s moans turned to gasps of pleasure as his tongue brushed against her clit. She reached down to grab handfuls of his hair and pulled him closer to her, demanding more of his tongue. Her hands soon moved to her own thighs, rubbing her fingers against her wet pussy. The thought of her slave smelling and tasting her arousal sent shivers down her spine. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge. She leaned forward, pressing her sweaty body against the slave's face. "Do you like it?" she asked, her breath hot against his ear. Before he could respond, she pulled his head into her lap and began grinding her wet pussy against his face, taking him deeper into her fantasy world. With each grind, she felt herself getting closer to the brink. She groaned loudly as her orgasm hit her, wave after wave of pleasure coursing through her body. She collapsed onto the slave's face, her weight bearing down on him, as she savored the aftermath of her climax. The slave, still buried in Sarah's sweet scent, waited patiently for her to recover. He knew that he would taste her again soon, and the thought excited him more than anything else. He couldn't wait to feel her soft ass cheeks pressing against his face once more.