Madame Marissa - Facesitting as a punishment for the ass-staring colleague

Madame Marissa - Facesitting as a punishment for the ass-staring colleague

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Madame Marissa stood above her colleague, a smug look on her face. He had been staring at her ass one too many times when she bent over, and now it was time for him to pay the price. His head was locked securely in the smotherbox, with no chance of escape. As she lowered herself onto the box, her plump, round bottom came into view. The fabric of her skirt hugged her curves tightly, emphasizing the fullness of her cheeks. "This is going to be fun," she chuckled to herself. With a mischievous grin, Madame Marissa lowered herself further onto the box, pressing her ass firmly against his face. She could feel his warm breath on her skin as he struggled beneath her. "Mmm, that's it," she purred, leaning forward slightly to rub her ass against his nose and mouth. "Get a good whiff of my scent. It'll be all you'll be able to smell for a while." As she began to rock back and forth, her ass swaying hypnotically, the colleague found himself helplessly drawn into her spell. The softness of her skin against his face, the lingering scent of her perfume, it was all too much to resist. He moaned softly, unable to tear his eyes away from the sight before him. Madame Marissa leaned back, her weight shifting onto her hands as she watched him squirm beneath her. "That's right, wimp," she taunted, a devilish glint in her eye. "You're mine now. I'll sit on your face for as long as I want, and you'll just have to deal with it." With each rock of her hips, her ass cheeks slapped against his cheeks, leaving a faint red handprint. She continued to grind against him, relishing the power she held over him. It wasn't long before she felt his body begin to weaken underneath her. His struggles grew weaker, and his moans turned to soft whimpers. Satisfied that he had learned his lesson, Madame Marissa finally pulled herself off the smotherbox, leaving him gasping for air. "There now," she said, patting his head fondly. "That wasn't so bad, was it?" She stood up, her high heels clacking against the floor as she walked away, leaving him to collect himself. As she walked out of the room, she could hear him muttering under his breath, "I'll never do that again." And she knew, deep down, that he was telling the truth.

Category: Facesitting
Length: 11min.
Video Info: 1920x1080 Pixel @ 12288 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 163 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 923MB