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Madame Marissa - Hard breath training for the trapped slave

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Madame Marissa - Hard breath training for the trapped slave
Madame Marissa - Hard breath training for the trapped slave
Madame Marissa - Hard breath training for the trapped slave

Madame Marissa - Hard breath training for the trapped slave

The slave's entire world revolved around Madame Marissa's magnificent ass. It was all he could see, all he could feel, and all he could breathe as she sat on top of him in her tight yoga leggings. The smother box was his prison, and Marissa was his warden - his cruel, sadistic mistress. She smiled down at him, her eyes gleaming with pleasure as she watched him squirm beneath her. "You like this, don't you?" she purred, her breath hot against his skin. "You like being at my mercy. You like the way my ass presses against your face, taking away your breath. That's why you're here, isn't it?" He could only nod weakly, his mouth stuffed full of her ass cheeks. He tried to speak, to beg for mercy, but all that escaped his lips was a muffled moan as she squeezed his nose shut between her thighs. "Good boy," she cooed, running her fingers through his hair. "Now let me show you how much fun hard breath training can be." And with that, she began to move, grinding her hips against his face in a rhythmic dance that sent shivers down his spine. She would lean forward, her weight pressing down on him like a ton of bricks, stealing every last breath from his lungs. Then, just when he thought he couldn't take it anymore, she'd pull back, giving him just enough air to beg for more. She was a cruel mistress, but he loved every second of it. The way she controlled his breath, the way she made him suffer, it was all part of the thrill. And so he hung on her every move, waiting for the next breath to be taken away, the next moment of pure bliss. In this twisted game of power and control, Madame Marissa reigned supreme. And as long as he was beneath her, trapped in the smother box with her glorious ass hovering just out of reach, he knew he would never want anything more.

Category: Facesitting
Length: 11min.
Video Info: 1920x1080 Pixel @ 12288 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 162 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 935MB

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