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Madame Marissa - Helplessly locked in the smotherbox

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Madame Marissa - Helplessly locked in the smotherbox
Madame Marissa - Helplessly locked in the smotherbox
Madame Marissa - Helplessly locked in the smotherbox

Madame Marissa - Helplessly locked in the smotherbox

Imperious Madame Marissa gazed down at her pathetic slave, his head locked firmly in place within the smotherbox. She could see the desperation in his eyes as he struggled to turn his head away from her powerful and commanding ass. But it was no use; the device held his head fast, keeping it firmly in place beneath her. With a wicked grin, she reached down and grasped the waistband of her tight jeans, pulling them up just enough to feel the cool, hard metal of the smotherbox press against his nose. She knew that this small adjustment was enough to drive him wild with frustration, to make him yearn for the smallest hint of air. "You're really quite pathetic, aren't you?" she taunted him, her voice cold and cruel. "You think you can defy me, huh? Well, let's see how long you can last with my ass smothering your face like this." She chuckled darkly, then settled herself more comfortably into her seat, her weight pressing down hard on her slave's chest. She could feel his body trembling beneath her, feel the desperation in his every breath as he tried to draw in the precious air that she denied him. "Enjoy being my living, breathing pillow, slave," she purred, running a hand through her perfectly coiffed hair. "It's not often that I find someone so eager to suffer for my pleasure." And suffer he would, for as long as she pleased. For beneath Madame Marissa's firm hand, her slave was completely helpless, trapped in a web of his own desires and her sadistic whims.

Category: Facesitting
Length: 10min.
Video Info: 1920x1080 Pixel @ 12288 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 162 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 866MB

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