Boss Girls Productions - The dominant girlfriend

Emely is a woman who knows what she wants and isn't afraid to demand it. In her relationship, she has taken on the role of a dominant woman, and it brings her immense pleasure. One of her favorite pastimes is facesitting, and she loves the way it makes her feel in control. Today, she has decided to take it up a notch by wearing her tight jeans, pressing her amazing ass hard against his face. It's not just any ass; it's a thick, juicy, perfectly rounded gem that deserves to be worshiped. She feels the heat rise between her thighs as she sits on his face, knowing full well that he can't help but enjoy the sensation.

Her boyfriend used to call her "honey," but those days are long gone. Now, he has to address her as "mistress." It may sound unfamiliar to him, but she knows it's a title that fits her perfectly. She revels in the power it holds and the authority it gives her over him. As she grinds her ass against his face, she imagines him tasting her, wanting her, and needing her permission to breathe. It's a heady feeling, and she intends to bask in it for as long as she can.

The smell of her ass is intoxicating, and she knows he's getting whiffs of it every time she moves. It's a primal scent that speaks of her femaleness and power. His nose is caught up in it, and she can't help but smile at the thought of how much he must be enjoying it. She leans forward slightly, pressing even harder against his face, feeling the warmth of his breath on her skin. It's a delicious contrast between the hot and cold sensations, and she knows it's driving him wild.

Emely lifts one hand off his chest, hovering above his head. She toys with the idea of slapping him, but ultimately decides against it. Instead, she uses her thumb to run along the line of his jaw, feeling the stubble rasp against her skin. Her other hand remains planted firmly on his chest, holding him down as she pleases. She lowers her voice to a husky whisper, "Do you want me to move, mistress?"

She feels him tremble beneath her, his reply muffled by her ass. She smirks, enjoying the power she has over him. Slowly, she pulls her ass off his face, teasing him with the thought of being denied her scent. "That's enough for now," she says, standing up. "But remember, you're mine to command, mistress."