I've been wearing these leggings for days, sweating in them at the gym and not washing them once. Yesterday, I worked up an even heavier sweat and still refused to wash them, letting the aroma build to perfection. Now, on day three, they’re just right, ripe and ready for me to press my full weight and fragrant scent onto my slave’s face. His nose will be wedged deep into my aromatic asshole, basking in the essence of his superior. He's nothing more than a desperate, weak brown-noser for Miss Roper, a mere seat beneath me. Air? That’s a luxury he’ll only have when I decide he’s earned it. To...

I've been wearing these leggings for days, sweating in them at the gym and not washing them once. Yesterday, I worked up an even heavier sweat and still refused to wash them, letting the aroma build to perfection. Now, on day three, they’re just right, ripe and ready for me to press my full weight and fragrant scent onto my slave’s face. His nose will be wedged deep into my aromatic asshole, basking in the essence of his superior. He's nothing more than a desperate, weak brown-noser for Miss Roper, a mere seat beneath me. Air? That’s a luxury he’ll only have when I decide he’s earned it. Tonight, he’s more than just my seat, he’ll be my human mattress. I’ll bounce my ass on his throat, watching him gasp for air, only to cover his face completely again with my ass, sealing off every hole! And when I’ve had my fun, I’ll press my sweaty, leggings-clad pussy firmly over his face, the closest thing to a goddess like me he’ll ever get. Even that is a privilege. Being my seat isn’t just a duty, it’s an honor. A privilege only the most pathetic deserve to experience!