You’re seated low beneath me, exactly where someone like you belongs, looking up at my big goddess tattooed ass while you wait for instructions you’re already desperate to follow. I spread my legs and lower myself just enough to let you take in every detail, every shake, every deep curve of my cheeks as they hover right above your face. I push you down even further so you get a full, unobstructed view of my winking asshole, pulsing and tightening like it’s calling your name. The scent hits you immediately, warm and intimate, and I watch you try to hold your composure while your nose twitches and your body reacts. My cheeks clap together as I move, slow and taunting, giving you the kind of front-row view that melts your brain into pure obedience. I tell you to look closely, to admire how tight my goddess hole is, how pretty it looks each time it opens for you. You get to stroke for me, but only because I said you could. Each tug is controlled, monitored, earned. I tease you with small m

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