Breathplay

I lower my glistening latex-clad ass onto his pathetic face, sealing his breath away in delicious torment. He squirms beneath me, desperate for air, but I grind harder, my thighs crushing his skull. Laughter echoes as I bounce, his muffled pleas music to my ears. Shifting, I smother his chest, feet teasing his worthless manhood. … Facesitting In Wetlook Leggings