Boss Girls Productions - Smother - Chrissy

Chrissy, a stunningly beautiful woman with an irresistible ass, was not one to be crossed. Her boyfriend had dared to miss their date, and now it was time for him to pay the price. She strutted into the room, confident and in control, her tight little body clad in a short black skirt that hugged her every curve. In her hand, she held a pair of black high heels, ready to use them as a weapon of punishment. With a sultry smile on her lips, Chrissy crawled onto the bed and positioned herself over her unsuspecting victim. She lowered herself onto his chest, pinning him beneath her. The weight of her body felt intense against his skin, but that was nothing compared to what was coming next. She ground her ass into his face, rubbing the crotch of her panties against his nose. The scent of her arousal was suffocating, her warm breath ruffling his hair. "Now you know not to miss a date with me," she purred, planting a kiss on his forehead before sitting up straight on top of him. He couldn't see anything but the expanse of her ass cheeks, perfectly framed by the skirt he yearned to lift. She leaned down again and whispered menacingly in his ear, "This is what you'll get every time you disappoint me." Her words sent shivers down his spine as she leaned back into a sitting position, placing her hands on her hips. Her ass cheeks pressed together, showing off the deep valley between them. The temptation was almost too much to bear. He wanted nothing more than to reach out and explore the soft, supple flesh, but he knew better than to disobey her. "You won't miss a date with me again," Chrissy said firmly, "because you'll be here, waiting for me." She leaned forward and placed one foot on either side of his head, balancing her body on her hands as she spread her cheeks wider. His face was now buried between her luscious ass cheeks, giving him an up-close view of her glistening pussy. Her panties were soaked through with her arousal, and the musky scent was overwhelming. With soft moans of pleasure, Chrissy began to grind her hips against the padded headboard, taking him deeper into her heat. Her pussy was so close to his face that he could feel the wetness against his cheeks. She ground her hips harder, faster, until he could feel the heat radiating from between her legs. She moaned loudly, throwing her head back in ecstasy as she climaxed. The room was still for a moment, and then Chrissy slowly lowered herself down onto the bed, her body trembling with pleasure. She pulled her skirt down slightly, still not giving him an unobstructed view, but revealing just enough to tease him. With a satisfied smile, she leaned back against the headboard, her legs spread wide once more. "You have no idea how good that felt," she whispered, running her fingers through her sweaty hair. "But remember, this is what you'll get every time you disappoint me." She leaned forward, her ass cheeks quivering at the thought of what was to come. "Because I always get what I want... especially when it comes to my boy toy." And with that ominous threat, she leaned back once more, posing seductively as she waited for his response.