Ever since the first moment you saw my ass, it’s been all you’ve wanted: for me to drop all this juicy flesh down right on your face. You want to feel the pressure of my not-inconsiderable weight. You want to be engulfed in my scent. You want your head to start spinning when the air gets scarce.

But what have I always said every time you brought it up? Be careful what you wish for. I know I often come across as a total sweetheart, but I do have a dark side. Give me a teensy bit of power and it immediately starts going to my head. So when I finally do give in to your begging and sit...

Ever since the first moment you saw my ass, it’s been all you’ve wanted: for me to drop all this juicy flesh down right on your face. You want to feel the pressure of my not-inconsiderable weight. You want to be engulfed in my scent. You want your head to start spinning when the air gets scarce.

But what have I always said every time you brought it up? Be careful what you wish for. I know I often come across as a total sweetheart, but I do have a dark side. Give me a teensy bit of power and it immediately starts going to my head. So when I finally do give in to your begging and sit on your face? Well, I can’t promise that I’ll ever stop. Even when it starts to hurt your fragile face. Even when you’re gasping for air. Even when you’re barely clinging to consciousness.

And if I do stop and I find that I’ve left you in such a vulnerable, barely conscious state? Oh, I can’t imagine what I’d be inspired to do then...

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