Madame Marissa - Lift me if you want to breathe - if you can! (small version)

Madame Marissa - Lift me if you want to breathe - if you can! (small version)

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As Madame Marissa settled her exquisite ass onto the box, she gave her slave a smirk that could've melted ice. The poor man's face was positioned at the perfect height to serve as her comfy seat, and today, she wasn't going to lift a finger to spare his face. If he wanted to breathe, he'd have to lift her himself. "Go ahead, slave," she purred, taunting him with her words. "Touch my gorgeous ass and try to lift me off your face. How long you can hold my weight will determine how long you'll be allowed to breathe." The slave couldn't believe his luck; he was finally going to touch his Mistress's ass. He reached up tentatively, his fingers grazing the soft, warm flesh of her cheeks, anticipating her reaction. To his surprise, she didn't push him away; instead, she arched her back slightly, inviting him to explore further. Slowly, the slave's hands slid up her thighs, feeling the smooth skin beneath his fingertips. He could feel the heat radiating from her body, and it only fueled his desire to make her happy. Despite the weight bearing down on him, he found himself growing harder, his cock straining against the cage that held it. Madame Marissa watched him with a predatory gaze, enjoying the power she held over him. She shifted her weight slightly, causing him to groan in pain, before moving it back into position. She loved watching him struggle under her weight, knowing full well that he would do anything to avoid suffocating. As the slave struggled to maintain his grip on her ass, Madame Marissa began to move around on the box. She shifted her weight from cheek to cheek, making it impossible for him to predict where she would be next. He could feel himself tiring already, but he couldn't give up; he had to keep breathing. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the slave felt himself starting to lose his grip. His fingers slipped from her soft flesh, and he felt the cool air rush over his face as Madame Marissa stood up, towering over him. She gazed down at him with cold eyes, her lips curled in a smile that was both triumphant and cruel. "Not bad for a start," she murmured, running her fingers through her hair. "But don't think you've impressed me enough to spare you the rest of your punishment." With that, she turned on her heel and walked away, leaving the spent slave gasping for air beneath her. The taste of failure was bitter in his mouth, but he knew that there would be many more chances for him to prove himself to his Mistress. For now, he would focus on regaining his strength and preparing for whatever she had in store for him next.

Category: Facesitting
Length: 11min.
Video Info: 1280x720 Pixel @ 4992 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 160 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 412MB