Wrestling Lucy - London 26 - Facesit Session 3 - Facesitting, Ignore, Seat

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Wrestling Lucy - London 26 - Facesit Session 3 - Facesitting, Ignore, Seat

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Title: Wrestling Lucy - Facesit Session 3: London's Comfortable Ride

London's Blissful Bottom Teases the Facial Mat

Facesitting, Ignore, Seat

The Wrestling Lucy studio was buzzing with excitement as London, the stunningly beautiful wrestler, walked in with a mischievous grin on her face. She was here for another session of facesitting, and this time she brought along her boyfriend Roger. London's plump and peachy bottom swayed gently under her tight outfit, teasing the poor man who would soon become her personal seating arrangement.

Roger, on the other hand, looked nervous and anxious as he followed London into the studio. He knew what was coming, and he couldn't help but feel a twinge of fear in his loins. London was notorious for her intense facesitting sessions, and he was about to become her latest victim.

As London settled down on the mat, she looked up at Roger and winked. "Sorry, babe," she said with a playful smile, "but you're just going to have to take it." And with that, she positioned herself perfectly over Roger's face, her ample behind hovering just above his gaping mouth.

London leaned back, giving Roger a clear view of her beautiful ass. She spread her cheeks wide, inviting him to take a whiff of her perfumed privates. Roger, unable to resist the temptation, inhaled deeply, savoring the unique scent that was all his. It was both arousing and terrifying, and he knew that this was going to be one hell of a ride.

London began her session by applying a series of front and reverse facesits, her weight pressing down on Roger's face with a vice-like grip. Each time she shifted her position, his mouth was forced to open wider, allowing her to tease his tongue and teeth with her supple cheeks. It was exquisite torture, and Roger was helpless to resist.

Despite the discomfort he was experiencing, Roger couldn't help but admire London's dedication to her work. She was using him as nothing more than a piece of furniture, but she did it with such grace and poise that it was almost... sexy. Almost.

London made good progress on her work, ignoring Roger's pleas for air and attention. She was focused on her emails, her phone, and even her online shopping. Roger watched in awe as this goddess of a woman used him as her personal seat cushion, oblivious to his pain and suffering.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, London finished her work. She sat up straight, stretching her back and flexing her toned muscles. Roger gasped for air, his face feeling like it had been through a wringer. London looked down at him, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Well, that wasn't so bad, was it?" she purred, standing up and offering Roger her hand.

Roger took her hand gratefully, pulling himself up off the mat. He couldn't believe what he had just been through, but he couldn't deny that he was turned on by the experience. London had taken control of him, body and soul, and he couldn't wait to see what she had in store for him next.

As they walked out of the studio, Roger couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong with him. After all, he had just been used as a human seat cushion by a gorgeous woman, and he couldn't wait to do it again. Maybe there was something to this wrestling Lucy thing after all...

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