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Madame Marissa - Facesitting as a punishment for the ass-staring colleague (small version)

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Madame Marissa - Facesitting as a punishment for the ass-staring colleague (small version)
Madame Marissa - Facesitting as a punishment for the ass-staring colleague (small version)
Madame Marissa - Facesitting as a punishment for the ass-staring colleague (small version)

Madame Marissa - Facesitting as a punishment for the ass-staring colleague (small version)

Madame Marissa was a woman of authority, admired by many for her confidence and grace. She was the head of the company, and her employees feared and respected her in equal measure. However, one colleague seemed to have crossed the line by ogling her ass too frequently when she bent down to pick something up. Determined to teach him a lesson, Madame Marissa decided to use her power and influence to punish him. With a smug grin spreading across her face, she called him into her office and locked him in a device known as the "smotherbox". The poor man was helpless as his head was pushed and locked inside the box, leaving him with no choice but to stare up at her magnificent ass. As Madame Marissa sat down on the smotherbox, her ass pressed firmly against the man's face, she could feel the heat rising between them. His eyes were wide with fear, while hers were filled with a mix of amusement and satisfaction. "Now you'll get a close-up view of my ass, you little pervert," she laughed, her voice echoing around the room. With that, Madame Marissa began to sit on his face, grinding her hips against the smotherbox in a rhythmic motion that made it difficult for him to breathe. The smothering sensation was intense, and he struggled feebly beneath her, but it was clear that he was no match for her strength. "You like that, don't you?" she taunted, leaning in closer to his face so that their noses touched. "You like feeling my ass on your face, don't you?" She grinned wickedly before leaning back again, giving him a moment's respite from the suffocating pressure. For what felt like an eternity, Madame Marissa continued to sit on his face, her buttocks cheeks slapping against his skin with each passing moment. Finally, satisfied that she had taught him a valuable lesson, she stood up and freed him from the smotherbox. As he gasped for air, his face flushed with embarrassment and exhaustion, Madame Marissa stood over him, arms folded across her chest. "If you ever stare at my ass again without my permission," she warned, "you'll find yourself back in that box - and I'll make sure it's for a much longer time." With that, she turned on her heel and walked away, leaving the once-defiant colleague cowering in fear beneath her.

Category: Facesitting
Length: 11min.
Video Info: 1280x720 Pixel @ 4994 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 162 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 392MB

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