Boss Girls Productions - Smother - Kimi and the Smotherbox (WMV Low Resolution)

Kimi's eyes widened as he gasped for air, feeling the tight grip of his Boss' pussy between his lips. She was sitting on his face, her legs wrapped around him, and he couldn't move at all. The excitement built up inside him as he tried to breathe through the thong that was rubbing against his nose and mouth. As he gave up trying to catch his breath, he experienced a new sensation - the warmth of her pussy juices dripping down his throat. It wasn't the first time he had been subjected to one of Boss Girls Productions' infamous Smotherbox sessions. Despite being initially resistant, he had slowly become addicted to the feeling of total submission and the rush of power it gave him. His Boss, a gorgeous and dominant woman with a reputation for getting what she wanted, loved having him at her mercy, and he couldn't get enough of the sight of her completely controlling him. But this time, it was different. This time, she had tied his hands behind his back so that he couldn't resist even if he wanted to. His arms were pulled back, held firmly in place by a sturdy rope that bit into his wrists. He couldn't even move his head from side to side, trapped as he was between the smotherbox and his Boss' amazing body. She leaned forward slightly, pressing her plump breasts against his shoulder blades, and he shivered with anticipation of what was to come. "That's it," she purred, her warm breath tickling his ear. "You're going to enjoy this, aren't you?" Before he could answer, she placed the head of his cock at the entrance to her pussy and began to lower herself onto him. The pain in his wrists was intense, but he managed to moan through his mask as she slowly impaled herself on him. She ground her hips against him, igniting a fire inside him that he couldn't contain. "Feels good, doesn't it?" she asked, her voice dark and husky. He nodded frantically, not trusting himself to speak. She moved her hips in a slow, sensual rhythm, driving him deeper and deeper into the smotherbox with each thrust. His nose was pressed into the fabric, and he could feel his cock throbbing inside her. He wanted to cum so badly, but he knew that wouldn't be allowed. "That's right," she murmured. "You're going to take everything I give you, and you're going to like it." Her words send shivers down his spine. As he felt himself getting closer to the edge, she suddenly increased the pace, taking him deep and hard. He could feel her walls tightening around him, and he knew she was about to cum. And then, just as he was about to explode, she pulled out, leaving him hanging on the brink. "No," she moaned. "I changed my mind. You're not going to cum that easily." She stood up, still holding him in the smotherbox. His mouth felt like it was full of cotton wool, and his cock ached with need. As she stood there, grinding her hips against him one last time, he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan of frustration. "You like that, don't you?" she asked, her smile wicked. "You like being used like this, don't you?" He nodded, unable to speak. She reached down and stroked his cock, teasing him mercilessly. And then, just when he thought he couldn't take anymore, she leaned forward and whispered in his ear: "I think it's time you learned some manners." With that, she bent over and lowered her perfect ass towards him. His heart raced as he waited for her to give the command. When it finally came, he ignored the pain in his wrists and found the strength to push against her, making her gasp in surprise. "That's it," she murmured, her eyes fluttering closed. "You're learning fast." And so they continued, their rhythm finding a new pace as Kimi pushed deeper and deeper into her pussy. As he felt his cock slide in and out of her wet heat, he knew that he had finally found his true calling. He was a natural-born cocksucker, and he loved every second of it.