She is clearly unsatisfied. "That's it?" Her expression changes, and I know I've made a mistake. She pushes my face backward, swings her leg back over me, walks over to a bag in the corner and pulls out a pair of strange looking panties. When she pulls them on, it is clear what their purpose is. They cover her p***y, but her ass is left open. There is a strap hanging down from the back that looks just the right size to fit around my head.
She makes her way back to the bed, lying on her stomach with her legs on each side of my head.
"After all I did to make myself beautiful for you, that half-assed begging is all I get? You should be pleading to have your face in a p***y as perfect as mine. But since you're not in the mood for that, you get to spend some quality time with my ass."
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