My bound up piece of furniture isn't going anywhere, but why would he desire to? He gets to spend the entirety of his day underneath my sweaty, satin ass after all. Unable to move a muscle while enduring my full weight pressed into his rubber hooded face. I can see the sweat stains through my satin catsuit. If he could manage to smell or see he would be in for quite the lovely smell and sight, but I've taken those pleasures away from him by pressing so hard he's unable to do either. Butt drops and rough bounces also amuse me, as he groans from the impact and crunching of his nose. Totally S... Show more