Her Prisoner (by Susan Strict)

Her Prisoner (by Susan Strict) by cactusman

"Properly," she told him, pressing down hard onto his face. His mouth and nose were completely covered, and she still pressed harder. He felt softness of her flesh and then the hardness of her bones underneath. She wriggled a little, positioning herself where she felt the most comfortable. The material of her panties stretched over his nose and his nostrils were squeezed shut by the pressure of her flesh on either side. She continued to press down. and his nose, covered by her panties, pushed inside her. She squealed, and squeezed her legs together hard.