She ‘helps’

Amber chuckles at your desperation, saying “there is one thing that may help… are you sure though?”

You beg that you’ll do anything as the non stop orgasm convulses your body. Apparently that was all the consent she needed before quickly grabbing you and spinning you around as she stands. She is effectively forceful as she pushes you into her chair, which you didn’t realize was a bondage queening throne. She maneuvers you in place and licks you down faster than your breaking mind could register.

You find yourself bound on your knees while your spine is bent backward, your wrist locked behind the seat and your head locked facing up mostly under the seat, except exposed were your chin to nostrils. Uncovered that is, until you felt her juicy slit press down, cutting off your air. This is the first thing that slutty wakes your cum drunk brain up again, struggling for air. If she is saying anything you can’t hear, wondering if you are going to pass out.