yourself on his face

You **** yourself to sit on top of Willy’s face, smothering his nose beneath your musky and sweaty butt. The smell of your ass made Willy’s grip lighten, allowing you to place him in a tight sweaty headscissors, nose up against your asshole while your legs began to **** him out of the ring.

“Fuck! Let me go! You’re gonna c-**** me!” Willy shouted, his face already starting to turn red from being choked by you. Just for good measure, you tightened your legs grip around his neck. You were gonna play it slow, dragging out his meager loss against your ass. His nose would only breathe the smell of your butt, while your legs kept him **** and ****.

In only a minute, with a faint little whimper Willy collapsed against your butt. You left him on the floor, **** and knocked out so easily.

Tonight, you were the real winner. And it wasn’t even a official match yet~