“Why don’t you give it a try?”

Stacy gulps, her mouth going dry.

“Me…?” she asks slowly.

“I can show you how. There’s really nothing to it.” Her busty mom says, with your **** face still sunken into her ass and your limp body trapped between her thick thighs. “It was surprisingly easy. Would you like to try?”

There’s a brief pause as your Latina girlfriend stares at you. Those vacant, glazed eyes. Half-rolled up into your head. The only part of your face peeking up from her mom’s booty, a clear proof of how many times you went out. Squeezed into oblivion by her mother’s legs. Then, Stacy nods.

You wake up slowly and groggily, as you have done several times in the past few minutes. You barely even process anything is different at first, until your rolling eyes think they notice Andrea sitting on the couch and watching. You’re too fucked up to get it right away, but this is no longer a humiliating display of dominance from your girlfriend’s mom, wrestling and destroying you - this is now your own girlfriend whose legs you woke up in.

Stacy has you in a reverse headscissors, just as her busty mom did. Your face in her ass, just your eyes barely peeking out of it, with her thighs wrapped tight around your neck ready to start squeezing again. So close, you can smell her sex. She’s so fucking turned on right now.

She giggles as she sees that her big and tough boyfriend is finally coming to. Those eyes of yours slowly blinking and acting as your only sign of life as you lay limp and useless. She’s been looking over her shoulder, chewing her lip and waiting, for minutes.

“Hi babe!” Stacy greets you. Her voice finally makes your battered brain comprehend what’s different about this time, though you’re still not sure if you’re imagining it.

“H-huhh?” You start to lift your head.

“Bye babe.” she bites her bottom lip and squeezes.

Before you have any time to enjoy consciousness, or to beg, Stacy pulses her legs with the intention of squeezing you out. And she’s good. Your air is cut off by your girlfriend’s legs, and your oxygen-starved brain can’t take it. You were barely even fully awake before you start nodding off again.

Weakly, slowly, your head drifts back down into her ass and your eyelids flitter.

Ahhh… you sigh dreamily into her ass as you go down. And stay down. You were barely awake for five seconds.

“OH MY GOD!” Stacy yells, squeezing harder as she sees the light drift from your eyes. “THAT WAS SO GREAT!”

“Careful, chica.” Andrea advised from the sidelines. “You’re still squeezing him.”

Stacy doesn’t even care. She just knocked out her boyfriend. She knocked you out. That was sure to change the dynamic between you two from here on out - you getting put to sleep by her legs and ass. So hard, in fact, that…

Stacy finally let’s up on her celebration squeeze when she hears something. Well, more accurately, she feels something first. You. You’re so down, so out of it, so fucked up, that your body decided to let the world know just how deeply you’re sleeping in the hopes that it won’t be interrupted.

Because you just started snoring into her ass.

Deep, rumbling snores. Faceplanted in your girlfriend’s booty, making it vibrate gently with your quiet song of sleep. Pure humiliation. Facedown, choked out, and snoring into your gf’s tight booty.

Stacy can’t believe it. She holds off laughing for as long as she can, so that she’s able to enjoy the sound, but soon enough it’s just not possible anymore. She lets out a load, uproarious laugh at your sorry state.

Stacy just KO’d her boyfriend, and you didn’t even put up a fight. Sweet dreams babe, and enjoy your pillow. Try not to drool while you’re snoring into it.