"Someone's stuck in a box...", Nyssa taunting her victim as she towers over her. "How did you get in there?", knowing full well that Nyssa was the one to put her there. "You look like you're in a toilet or something, what if I were to sit on you like you were a toilet?" Being Nyssa's last teasing words before pressing her thick, denim covered ass onto her victim's face. The only sound that can be heard in that moment, is the groans of her victim as the material of the harsh denim crunches her nose. "I can feel your hot breath, I wonder when that will run out.." a smile spread across Nyssa's...

"Someone's stuck in a box...", Nyssa taunting her victim as she towers over her. "How did you get in there?", knowing full well that Nyssa was the one to put her there. "You look like you're in a toilet or something, what if I were to sit on you like you were a toilet?" Being Nyssa's last teasing words before pressing her thick, denim covered ass onto her victim's face. The only sound that can be heard in that moment, is the groans of her victim as the material of the harsh denim crunches her nose. "I can feel your hot breath, I wonder when that will run out.." a smile spread across Nyssa's face as she says these words. "Your face is so comfortable, am I taking your breathe away?" Her victim's legs squirming as her face takes all of Nyssa's pressing weight. Nyssa only shows brief mercy as she slips off her shorts to expose her ass, but this mercy is short lived as her face box victim will now be engulfed by the power & of Nyssa's thick ass; the victim's nose crushing in between Nyssa's ass cheeks as she ends her face box victim into full-weight, face sitting torment.