I lower my voluptuous form onto his helpless, hooded face, my sheer pantyhose a silken barrier to his desperate breaths. Grinding with sadistic delight, I feel his tongue strain against the fabric, worshiping my divine ass as I smother him into oblivion. His body writhes beneath me, chest heaving, but I pin him down, my tattooed arms bracing for the ultimate crush. The fan hums mockingly, witnessing his torment—air denied, submission absolute, ecstasy in agony. He exists only to serve my cruel whims.
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