My Nose Stuck in Her Asshole

Description: She barely looks up from her screen when i stretch out on the couch, pillow tucked beneath my head just right—chin tilted up, lips parted, waiting. she knows what i need. what i’m for. and when she finally stands, thong riding up between her cheeks, controller still in hand, i feel my pulse throb in my throat.she climbs over me casually, turning around without a word, and sinks down reverse onto my face.the pillow presses me up into her—nose-first into her asshole, thong stretched tight, the cotton damp and clinging. the pressure is instant, smothering. my mouth opens reflexively, but there’s no air—just her. just heat. her weight pins me there, holds me in place as she relaxes on top of me like i’m part of the furniture.she starts playing again, completely unfazed. her thighs settle around my head, sealing me in, her asshole grinding deeper with every twitch of her hips. i can hear the soft clicks of the controller above me—her breathing calm, focused, like she forgot there’s a man buried under her.every breath i try to take just pulls more of her into me—her scent, her sweat, that raw, intimate pressure. i can’t move. i can’t speak. all i can do is lie here, pillow cradling my head, while she uses my face like a chair—comfortably, carelessly, totally in control.