When you have dedicated your life to worshipping two Goddesses' Asses, nothing is more satisfying than proving to the world how natural it is for you to be used. That's why the furniture loves to show off how calmly it can exist beneath Me as I sit full weight on its insignificant face. If it weren't natural for me to sit on its face, it might struggle. If it wasn't a piece of furniture, it might hurt to have rough jeans rubbing up against its eyes and nose and mouth. Instead, the furniture relishes the opportunity and never complains, loving the feel of the big stitches of My Jeans. Then, ... Show more