As I stood over him, the dork squirmed and tried to escape our intense connection. He had begged for this moment, but now that he was in the thick of it, he regretted his decision. I could see the fear in his eyes as he watched me approach, my towering figure casting a shadow over him. My ass swayed hypnotically, teasing him with every step.
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The air was filled with anticipation as I bent down, my massive rear end hovering inches above his face. He gasped for air, unable to believe the incredible scent that emanated from my ass. It was intoxicating, filling his nostrils and igniting a fire within him. He had never experienced such a rush before.
As I lowered myself onto the couch, my meaty cheeks enveloped him, trapping him in a world of pleasure and pain. His hands squirmed helplessly, trying to find a grip on anything, but all he could feel was the softness of my skin. His mouth gaped open, taking in the fullness of my ass as I leaned back and allowed him to indulge in my scent. It was a heady mix of sweat, musk, and something inexplicably addictive.
I watched him closely, savoring the look of awe on his face. This was power, pure and simple. He was mine to control, to tease, to play with as I pleased. I shifted my weight, causing my ass to wobble enticingly, and felt his breath hitch in his throat. He was hooked, there was no going back now.
I stood up suddenly, leaving him gasping for air once more. He looked up at me, pleading with his eyes, but I just smiled and walked away. The dork would have to learn the hard way—I was in charge here, and he would do well to remember that.