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[GTS] Misty's Journey - Towards Female Supremacy 10 Lineart End

Added 2025-02-08 20:00:05 +0000 UTC

The moment arrives - time for your face to become her seat. She stands above you, her commanding presence filling the space as she gazes down with a smirk. "Stay still," she instructs, her voice laced with amusement. There’s no hesitation in her movements—she knows exactly what she’s doing.

As she begins to lower herself, a wave of warmth radiates from her body. The air between you vanishes, replaced by the overwhelming heat of her skin pressing down. Her weight settles with practiced ease, and immediately, your world shrinks to nothing but her. The softness, the pressure—it’s all-encompassing, inescapable.

Breathing becomes a challenge. Every shift of her hips forces you deeper into the experience, her presence demanding complete surrender. The scent of her lingers in the air—subtle, yet impossible to ignore. It’s an intimate reminder of who she is and where you belong - under her amazing bottom.

Time slows. Every second beneath her feels longer, stretched by the heat, the sheer force of her entire weight on your face. Yet she is relaxed, completely at ease, as if you were merely an object designed to accommodate her comfort. And in a way, you are.

She chuckles. "You’re learning," she muses, adjusting slightly, ensuring the fit is perfect. Her approval is intoxicating. There is no struggle—only acceptance.

Finally, after what feels like eternity, the weight lifts. Cool air rushes in, and you realize how much you have became one with her bottom. She stands, stretching lazily before glancing down at you with satisfaction. "Not bad," she says. "You’ll get better with time. I will train you to be perfect for me."