He thought he could resist me… but once I sat on him, it was over.
My huge ass pinned him down like a weight he could never fight off. Every time he tried to move, I just pressed harder, holding him under me until he realized he was nothing but my seat cushion.

Bunny climbed on next, taking his face like it belonged to her, while I kept him trapped beneath my curves. He couldn’t breathe without permission. He couldn’t move. All he could do was surrender.

That’s the part I love most — knowing you’re completely powerless under me, sm0 thered and broken by my body.

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