Stop struggling, you stupid boy. I am going to sit on your face for as long as I like, and the more you move, the less oxygen you have. Remain as still as possible and I will try to avoid letting you suffocate. See, I just love the idea of being in control of you to such a harsh degree. Queening you lets me know that you have no issues with being my bitch for all time.
I love the fact that while you’re down there, you’re probably trying to breathe and instead getting a nice smell of my perfect ass. Just imagine how amazing it would be to have my fantastic scent as the last thing you experience. You’re so lucky to have a mistress like me: I can’t think of a situation where you would get to be so close to a woman as fantastic as the one that’s queening you right now.
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