Tied up gagged and made to take it hard

I’m strapped down, face first into the mattress, the smell of cheap sheets filling my nose. A ball gag stretches my jaw, muffling my pleas into incoherent grunts. Above me, her curves tower, a mountain of soft flesh ready to engulf me. Her thick thighs straddle my head, her heavy ass descending slowly, smothering me. I can feel her heat, her wetness, as she grinds against my face, her juices dripping down my chin. Her massive tits hang down, swaying gently, brushing against my back. She leans forward, her weight pressing me deeper into the bed, her breath hot on my ear. “You’re mine now,” she growls, her voice a low rumble. I can feel her hand between my legs, her fingers wrapping around my cock, stroking it roughly. She chuckles, a dark, throaty sound, as she feels me harden. She’s in control, and she knows it. Her hips begin to move, grinding against my face, her wet pussy leaving a trail of slickness on my skin. I’m drowning in her, suffocating on her scent, her taste, her weight. And I fucking love it.

Her movements become more insistent, her breaths coming in ragged gasps. She’s using me, her body rocking back and forth, her thick thighs clamping around my head. I can feel her tightening, her body tensing as she nears her climax. She lets out a low moan, a guttural sound that vibrates through her body and into mine. Her pussy clenches, her juices gushing out, soaking my face. She collapses forward, her massive body pressing me into the mattress. I can barely breathe, but I don’t care. I’m exactly where I want to be—buried under her, swallowed by her, consumed by her. She lifts her head, her eyes meeting mine. She smiles, a slow, wicked grin, and I know this is just the beginning. Her hands roam over my body, her touch firm and possessive. She flips me over, my cock standing at attention, begging for her. She straddles me, her massive tits bouncing as she lowers herself onto my cock. She takes me all in, her pussy stretching around me, accommodating my size. She begins to ride me, her body jiggling with each movement, her tits slapping against her chest. I can feel every inch of her, her softness enveloping me, her weight pushing me deeper into the bed. She leans forward, her hands on my chest, her fingers digging into my skin. She’s riding me hard, her body slamming against mine, her breath coming in quick pants. I can feel my orgasm building, my cock throbbing inside her. She smiles down at me, her eyes wild, her hair sticking to her sweaty face. “Cum for me,” she commands, her voice a low growl. And I do, my body convulsing as I release inside her. She collapses forward, her body shaking with her own orgasm. We’re both spent, our bodies slick with sweat, our breaths coming in ragged gasps. But she’s not done with me yet. She rolls off, her hand still wrapped around my cock, stroking it gently. “Again,” she whispers, her voice a dark promise. And I know I’m in for a long, hard night.