Amber is wearing her tight white leggings that cling perfectly to her *ss, paired with a cute matching top that shows off her curves. Her dirty gym socks are still on her gorgeous feet—warm, damp, and ripe after a long workout.

Her human chair kneels behind her, mouth taped shut, ready to breathe whatever she gives him. Amber leans over the bed and pushes her perfect, spandex-wrapped *ss right into his face. His nose vanishes between her cheeks instantly. She shifts her hips, sealing him in tight, making sure he doesn’t get a single breath of fresh air.

He wiggles his nose desperately, trying to breathe—but all it does is grind deeper into her tight leggings. Amber feels it and smirks, slowly rolling her hips back until his nose is f*cking her through the spandex. Every wiggle pushes deeper between her cheeks, making him work for every breath trapped under her scent.

Then Amber climbs onto the bed and lies back, spreading her strong thighs. She pulls him in and locks his head between her legs, squeezing him into a tight headscissor. His face is dragged straight into her sweaty crotch, his nose crushed against her camel toe. She tightens her thighs and holds him there, letting him struggle while she stays c*mpletely relaxed.

He wiggles his nose again—this time trapped tight between her legs, pushing into her p*ssy through the spandex. Amber doesn’t stop him. She keeps him held in place, using his nose to rub exactly where she wants it, his face buried and helpless between her thighs.

Once she’s satisfied, Amber pushes him down off the bed and onto the floor. He lands on his back, still taped up, breathing hard. She steps over him and places her socked feet gently over his face—not harsh, not aggressive, just claiming his breath with the warm, sweaty scent from her gym socks.

She presses her toes lightly over his nostrils, guiding his breathing, making sure every inhale is filled with her. She lets him worship with soft, controlled sm*thers—nothing too extreme—just enough to remind him that even on the floor, even at the end, his air still belongs to her.

Tonight he breathes only her sweaty *ss, her tight spandex, her hot thighs, and the soft, warm scent of her gym-worn socks.

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