The Art of face sitting
Back in the days of my youth, I sat on his face and being a spacious gal he was gagging for air. He had always wanted to experience that, so with edibles in the system and while sat on his face I went to town blowing him, this man was shaking from goodness. When I was done, he shed some tears and I got off on that. He was a nice, charming and a quiet guy but sexually deprived. He was also very conflicted because of his conservative upbringing, moved for work. Antony wherever you are I hope the world has been nice to you.