Madame Marissa - First smother game with my new wheel of fortune (small version)

Madame Marissa - First smother game with my new wheel of fortune (small version)

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Madame Marissa, adorned in a tight black dress that hugged her ample curves, stood before her newest invention: a colossal wheel of fortune. The glimmering wheel, painted in shades of gold and silver, was mounted on a sturdy base. Upon closer inspection, one could see that the wheel had been divided into various sections, each containing an activity that Madame Marissa had in store for her unfortunate slave. "I've got myself a new toy," she purred, running her hands over the smooth surface of the wheel. "And I've prepared it just for you, slave." Her eyes gleamed with anticipation as she spun the wheel, sending it whirring into motion. "Smother times of fifteen, thirty, forty-five, sixty, seventy-five, or ninety seconds," she recited, pointing to the various numbers on the wheel. "And a field for ass-kissing. The wheel of fortune is going to decide how long you're going to suffer under my ass... or if you're lucky enough to get a break and kiss my ass!" Madame Marissa's laughter echoed through the room, filling it with an air of malevolent glee. She approached her slave, who lay trembling on the floor before her. With a cruel smile, she bent over him, revealing her plump behind clad in black lace. "You know what to do," she hissed, daring him to disobey. The slave hesitated for a moment before leaning forward and pressing his face against her ass, his mouth searching for her puckered hole. Madame Marissa moaned in pleasure as she felt his warm breath caressing her skin. "That's it," she cooed, running her fingers through his hair. "Now let's see how lucky I get today..." With a flick of her wrist, Madame Marissa spun the wheel, sending it into motion once more. As it slowed to a stop, she read out the result: "Ninety seconds!" She let out a victorious whoop, her heart racing with anticipation. "You're in for a long, hard ride, slave." With that, she pressed down on his shoulders, pushing him deeper into her cushiony folds. His face turned an alarming shade of red as he struggled for air, his lungs burning from the lack of oxygen. Madame Marissa watched him with cold detachment, her eyes glinting with sadistic pleasure. "And remember," she purred, her voice barely above a whisper, "this is just the beginning. The wheel of fortune awaits your next turn... and I can't wait to see what it has in store for you next."

Category: Facesitting
Length: 14min.
Video Info: 1280x720 Pixel @ 4995 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 162 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 501MB