“You see? I told you you’d enjoy that, boy. Could you imagine a more welcome death than being smothered by my breasts?”
Emphatically I shake my head in the negative even as I frantically scoop in air through my locked-open mouth. Mistress giggles gleefully in response and rises to her knees, the lifting of her weight from my abdomen easing my labored respiration even more. This respite is only temporary however. An even more exalting and rewarding chore waits to be performed.
“Okay, my sweet young slut,” Mistress breathes, her eyes gleaming salaciously at me. “Remember how I said s****l contact involves pleasuring the genitals with various parts of the body, and how I just demonstrated by tonguing and sucking on your c**k? Well now you get to return the favor. I haven’t got an erection f
