Dominance...

You're completely under Kelsey's control as her thighs seem to transform between soft smooth pillows and powerful constricting pythons around your neck. It's obvious from your view that she is thoroughly enjoying this position, {if k_stripped=1}though the taste of her slit becoming sweeter with each moment gives that away regardless.{else}as the crotch of her teddy is soaked through with excitement.{endif}

She lies on her back, and runs both her arms down towards you, resting her hands on the back of your head. My wife's nails rake through your hair back to front with the same pressure of a lover in the throes of passion, and she pulls your face down towards {if k_stripped=1}her dominant and glistening womanhood.{else}the tiny piece of lace covering her hot wet slit.{endif}

As though breathing wasn't difficult enough in the short pauses between her thighs timed clamping, you now {if k_stripped=1}have to suck air through her skimpy and quickly dampening outfit.{else}can't use your mouth at all, held in place as it is against your conqueror's lower lips.{endif} You breathe in her womanly pheromones with each breath: The sweet scent is intoxicating, and you struggle to remain focused on breathing as you can feel her mound sliding over your mouth and nose{if k_stripped=1} through the thin lace{endif}.

At the same time she flexes her legs in short powerful pulses, each of which immediately send you into sensory overload and start to dim your vision as you swear your head might actually burst.

"MMmhh.... yeah.." you can barely make out her sensual voice between the bursts of pain shooting through your neck and head, but it's enough for you to realize she is now wiggling her hips have enough respite between pulses to look up momentarily.

Kelsey is starting the chew on her lower lip as she finds her rhythm, a powerful squeeze to assert her supreme dominance, then grinding her hot slit across your face for pleasure. During the short reprieves where your eyes aren't being crushed into your head you can hear Kelsey talk to herself in a highly aroused tone.

"I'm a goddess... I'm so perfect... You're so pathetic..." Then more pressure as her thighs clamp tighter than ever, forcing you cross-eyed with pain as her scent and sweet juices fill your mouth and nose.

"Worship me, you pathetic ****..." she coos, and you realize you're in very real risk of being seriously injured by this arrogant and sadistic housewife's incredible legs.

You grab her thighs and manage lift your chin just high enough to speak, but can only manage two words before being **** back into my wife's crotch: "Please... mercy..."