Madame Marissa - Pay slave, youre only a seat pad!

Madame Marissa - Pay slave, youre only a seat pad!

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As Madame Marissa strutted into the room, she couldn't help but gloat about her new purchase - a pair of designer jeans that hugged her curves perfectly. Her heart raced with excitement at the thought of what she had planned for her pay slave. She stopped in front of him, her hips swaying seductively as she slowly removed her old jeans. With each movement, she made sure to tease him by giving him glimpses of her toned legs and round ass. When she finally stood before him in nothing but her lacy black thong, she smirked wickedly. "Now, aren't you curious to see how these jeans look on me?" She asked, her voice dripping with seduction. The pay slave could only nod eagerly, unable to take his eyes off her irresistible behind. He watched in anticipation as she reached down and grabbed the hem of her new jeans, slowly pulling them up her legs. Each inch that covered her flawless skin was a victory for him - he had paid for these jeans after all. But as soon as the jeans reached her waist, his heart sank. They were too small for her! He knew what that meant - he would be the one squishing into them, feeling the soft fabric brush against his skin while his face was used as a seat pad for her gorgeous ass. Madame Marissa turned around, her back now facing him. She slid down her old jeans, revealing her perfect round butt, which she proceeded to rub against his face in slow, teasing circles. "You wanted to see my new jeans, didn't you?" She purred. "Well, here they are - and you're going to get a very up-close and personal view of them." The pay slave moaned in submission as he felt her soft skin against his face. He didn't mind being used like this - in fact, he found it incredibly arousing. As she straddled him, he could feel the hardness growing in his pants. "You know you love it," she whispered in his ear, her warm breath sending shivers down his spine. And he did. He loved being her pay slave, being used and humiliated by her. It was a twisted kind of pleasure that he couldn't resist. With that, Madame Marissa sat down on his face, pressing her ass into his mouth. He could feel the weight of her flesh on his tongue, the softness of her skin against his cheeks. She began to rock back and forth, grinding her hips against his face, moaning softly in delight. The pay slave reached up, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he tried to hold on to this incredible feeling. He knew that he would do anything for her, no matter how degrading or humiliating it might be. Because in that moment, he was hers - and he wouldn't have it any other way.

Category: Facesitting
Length: 10min.
Video Info: 1920x1080 Pixel @ 12390 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 163 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 907MB