The moment you first laid eyes on my perfect, round, peachy ass, was the moment your priorities have changed.
You’ve sacrificed quite much for my royal behind over the years - But today you’ll trade the most essential need for a moment under the my precious ass.

Whenever I sit on your face, you stop breathing.
The moment you feel the weight of my curves depriving you of air, you hold it in for as long as I use your face as my stool.

It’s time to show Goddess what you value more - Oxygen, or My ass.