Movie Night means Me on your FACE

Goddess Amelia is looking for the perfect slave face for movie night.  Someone that can hold their breath for at least 5 minutes under her ass.  She settles her full weight onto the slave’s face, her thick ass and sheer black thong pressing down hard as his tongue works steadily against her. She starts the timer for twenty-five seconds, then thirty, bouncing lightly and grinding so he feels every shift. The interruptions annoy her; every time she has to lift for air it breaks the flow of both the movie and the steady licking she wants. She makes him take another deep breath and holds him under for forty-five seconds, her hands on her hips, looking back over her shoulder as his muffled efforts continue beneath her heavy cheeks.

On the final test she tells him she does not care what he thinks and settles in for a full minute. His tongue keeps moving at first, but near the end his legs start kicking wildly. She stays seated a few extra seconds past the count before rising just enough to gasp for air. That was not good enough for a proper movie-night cushion. She orders him to crawl out of the room and send in the next candidate, planning to find one that can achieve the five-minute holds she actually needs.