Boss Girls Productions - Smother - Annabell

Annabell was one of the most dominant and beautiful facesitters in Boss Girls Productions. Today, she had prepared a new scenario for her latest victim. She started by taping his head so that he couldn't move properly. He struggled against the tight tape, but it was no use. Annabell then sat down on his face, her soft lips pressing against his forehead. She giggled as she felt his hard cock squirming underneath her ass.

Annabell began to slowly lower herself onto his face, taking her time to savor the sensation. Her ample chest pressed against his cheeks, making it difficult for him to breathe. As she sat fully on his face, she felt the warmth of his breath on her womanhood. She grinned wickedly and began to grind her hips against his face.

Her pussy juices soon began to flow, dripping down onto his tongue. She splayed her fingers in his hair and ground herself harder against him, moaning softly as pleasure coursed through her veins. She loved the way he squirmed beneath her, trying desperately to escape her tight grip.

Annabell reached down and started to play with his cock, stroking it slowly at first and then faster as she picked up the pace of her grinding. She watched with glee as he began tostruggle harder for air, his lungs burning from the lack of oxygen. She leaned closer to him, her soft breath fanning across his skin.

Her fingers dug deeper into his hair, urging him to worship her body even more closely. The sensations were too much for him; he could feel his orgasm building inside him, threatening to explode at any moment. She knew exactly what she was doing, teasing him mercilessly until he could take no more.

With a final thrust, she let go of his hair and cried out as her whole body quaked with pleasure. He continued to lap at her juices as she sat back, admiring the view of her butt squashing his face. She ran her fingers through her hair, savoring the moment before standing up and pulling the tape from his head.

Panting heavily, she leaned down and whispered in his ear, "That was a good one, wasn't it?" He nodded weakly, unable to speak from the effort of trying to catch his breath. She laughed softly and walked away, leaving him lying there, exhausted but completely satisfied.