Boss Girls Productions - Smother - Melissa

Melissa was a boss among bosses, and she treated her employees with the same level of authority. Her latest victim was about to learn a valuable lesson, and it all began with her smothering him on the famous red couch. She took pleasure in seeing him struggle for air, his face buried deep between her voluptuous thighs. Her scent was intoxicating, a blend of perfume and feminine musk that drove him wild with desire and submission.

As she sat on his face, Melissa felt a rush of power course through her veins. She loved being worshipped in this way, and she knew that she could make him beg for more. Her soft, full lips brushed against his cheek in a teasing gesture that sent shivers down his spine. She leaned back slightly, giving him a glimpse of her smooth, toned stomach before plunging back down onto his face once again.

Melissa enjoyed the feeling of his warm breath on her womanhood. It sent tingles of pleasure through her body, making her wet with anticipation. She loved the way he moaned and squirmed underneath her, his hands clutching at her thighs in a desperate attempt to get closer. She played with him, teasing him with short, shallow thrusts of her hips, denying him the release that he so desperately craved.

Suddenly, Melissa rose to her feet, leaving her victim gasping for air. She smiled down at him, a wicked glint in her eyes as she removed her skirt, revealing a black lace thong that matched the look of anticipation on his face. Standing over him, she spread her legs wide, inviting him to taste her once again. And this time, she promised, she would give him what he needed.

She lowered herself back down onto the couch, this time positioning herself so that her victim was facedown between her plump, round buttocks. His tongue immediately darted out, lapping at the tiny bit of moisture clinging to the seam of her thong. She moaned loudly, encouraging him to explore further. As he licked and nibbled at her sensitive skin, she reached behind her, gripping his hair tightly in her fist. It was his punishment for trying to escape earlier, but she also loved the way he trembled under her touch.

Feeling adventurous, Melissa proceeded to climb onto the coffee table, straddling her victim's face. His cheeks were crushed against her plump ass as she leaned forward, offering him a view of her cleavage. She listened eagerly as he moaned and growled into her gartered stockings, taking satisfaction in knowing that he was completely devoted to her.

Finally, Melissa decided that it was time to grant her submissive the release he so desperately craved. She slid back down onto the couch, positioning his head perfectly between her thighs. With one strong thrust, she impaled herself on his eager tongue, groaning loudly as he lapped up her juices like a hungry kitten. She raised her hips off the couch, riding him hard as he pumped his fist furiously in rhythm with her hips.

As she felt her orgasm building, Melissa reached down and gripped his hair tightly once again. It was both a sign of dominance and a silent plea for more. And he happily obliged, sucking on her clit as she threw her head back in ecstasy. Her entire body shuddered with pleasure, and she let out a long, slow moan of satisfaction as the sensation washed over her. Slowly, she lowered herself back down to the couch, her chest heaving as she caught her breath.

Looking down at her submissive, Melissa smiled proudly. He had served her well today, and she couldn't wait to see what kind of trouble she could get into next. After all, with a boss like Melissa, there was always something new and exciting on the horizon.