Throne of Gamorrah

Baroness threw a high kick into Tikka’s chin, knocking her onto her back as the high heel cracked into her chin. Baroness strutted proudly around for her supposed fans, then shimmied out of her lacey bloomers to reveal her royal behind. She smacked it boldly, then slowly and sensually lowered her thick ass onto Tikka’s face. She ground her soft, chunky butt into Tikka’s nose as she thrashed beneath her.

“Hohoho! It seems you make a better seat than you do a wrestler!” she gloated, slapping her own ass again so it rippled right in front of Tikka’s eyes. She finally stood up, raising her arms proudly again as Tikka coughed and gagged for air. “Praise me, peons! This little girl isn’t even worth my time! She should be honored just to smell my luscious, regal cheeks! You should all be honored for me to grace you with my beauty!”