Originally a custom video commission. No names were used. My custom books are open!

Prefer a version without feet? Pinned Under Your GF

This was an adaptation of a custom video. Expect the original soon that features a foot domination ending. I'm your bbw girlfriend and you greet me in our bedroom, I'm wearing just a camisole and thong. You tell me you have important news, and are excited to share. You tell me that you're going to join a wrestling league. I can barely contain my a...

Originally a custom video commission. No names were used. My custom books are open!

Prefer a version without feet? Pinned Under Your GF

This was an adaptation of a custom video. Expect the original soon that features a foot domination ending. I'm your bbw girlfriend and you greet me in our bedroom, I'm wearing just a camisole and thong. You tell me you have important news, and are excited to share. You tell me that you're going to join a wrestling league. I can barely contain my amusement and incredulity as you tell me about your plans. Once you're finished, I ask if you plan to work out for a year or two before joining, and you say no, you're joining right away. I tell you that you're too skinny and weak for such things, and you better reconsider. You're adamant, and so I challenge you to try to move me. I weigh over 200 lbs of fat and muscle and you're just a weakling. You try to grab me around my waist and thighs and you can't move me an inch. I laugh at you, and say let's try some other moves on the bed. I immediately pin you under my huge 52" ass and you can't move, and can barely breathe. I shake, jiggle and grind my big butt on you, rubbing in that you have no control. This isn't even a wrestling move! How are you going to wrestle full grown men? You'll be humiliated. I get up, but you're still trying to claim you can wrestle so I hold you down with one foot and tell you that you can stay there, you're not going anywhere anyway, I can hold you down with my one pretty bare size 7 foot. I pick up my phone and ignore you as you wriggle around, struggling, til you have to admit defeat.