"You sure you won't suffocate by it?" Keyara asked, her tone concerned. She positioned herself with her butt on top of his chest, just inches away from sitting directly on it, her feet positioned near her shoulders as she gradually lowered her thighs toward his face.
Kevin was pumped, eyeing her massive thighs, each one bigger than his mug. After some chatting and munching, he somehow convinced her to plop down on his face. At first, she wasn't keen, but with a little pushing, she agreed, though she kept her leggings on, which was part of her armor barely a few millimeters thick. While her thighs bigger than his face who her legging hugged tightly, showcasing every muscle on flexed, but when she relaxed, they looked pretty regular but still quite muscular then normal and hot—wide and a bit toned, giving off a sly vibe.
