FemDom Ass Worship #24, Scene #03

The sight of you turns her stomach until your face is buried in her ass. Alura Jenson towers over the camera, thick-bodied and mean, parting her heavy, sweaty cheeks and ordering your tongue inside. The reek hits you first; she laughs when you gag. Your only gift, she says, is licking where the light never hits. She drops her full weight onto your nose and mouth, cutting your air, owning your breath, then leans forward and tells you her pussy has been soaking another cock—the one attached to your bigger, better-hung brother. While she rides your tongue she mocks the small, twitching thing between your legs, calling it useless. Her feet come next: she peels off one glossy stocking, presses the damp nylon to your lips and makes you suck the sweat from the threads, then wraps the second stocking tight around your shaft. She jerks you slow and cruel until the stocking darkens with your load, scoops it onto her fingers and forces you to swallow every sticky strand.