Boss Girls Productions - This losers supposed to smell Maras ass (SD Video)

Mara was the boss, and she knew it. Her eyes gleamed with the power she held as she looked down at her unsuspecting victim. This loser was about to get a taste of what it was like to be under her control. She could see the fear in his eyes, and it only made her more determined to dominate him completely. She walked over to him with a sly smile on her face, her shapely behind swaying hypnotically from side to side. Without saying a word, she lowered herself onto his face, feeling his hot breath on her most intimate area. It sent shivers of pleasure down her spine. "Smell it," she purred, her voice seductive yet cruel. "Smell my ass." Her voice echoed in his head as he took in the intoxicating scent of her musky fragrance. He wanted to resist, but he couldn't help but let the aroma envelop him. He was lost in her scent, as if it were an addictive drug. Mara didn't give him any time to recover. She quickly positioned herself again, forcing him to take a deeper breath of her delicious scent. She felt powerful, knowing that she had complete control over this pathetic creature. She shifted her weight, grinding her hips against his face. She could feel his tongue flicking against her anus, seeking more of her intoxicating aroma. It was like a drug to him, and she was happy to be his supplier. "That's it," she moaned softly, her hand finding its way to his hair, pulling him closer. "Suck on it like a little bitch." He did as he was told, unable to resist the commanding presence of this beautiful woman. He sucked on her juicy ass cheeks, feeling the moisture gather between his lips. He wanted more, but he knew that she was in charge. Mara rode his face, enjoying the power she held over him. She could feel his saliva dripping down her ass crack, and she loved it. She was in total control, and there was nothing this loser could do about it. She continued to change positions, keeping him off balance and always within reach of her ass. He tried to push her away, but she was too strong for him. He was her toy, and she would treat him as such. Finally, she climaxed, letting out a moan of pleasure as she threw her head back. She felt his tongue working overtime, trying to please her in any way he could. It was too late for him now; he was hers, body and soul. As she came down from her high, she dismounted from his face, leaving him gasping for air. She stood over him, a smile of satisfaction on her lips. He looked up at her, eyes filled with a mix of fear and desire. "You're mine now," she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper. "And you'll do anything I say." With that, she turned and walked away, leaving him to wonder what horrible thing she would make him do next. As she faded into the shadows, he could only smell the lingering aroma of her ass on his tongue, filling his mind with thoughts of submission and obedience.