Breathplay

There's nothing better than having a little face crushed and smothered under you, especially if all you have to do is just sit still.
You can tell poor little Tinker's running low on air, he doesn't even bother screaming anymore, he has no idea what he's gotten himself into. As you can see I'm gently leaning back, resting all my weight on his tiny neck. Wanted to give him some air but when you are this big, it's quite hard to do so, your butt is just all over the place ^3^ So anyway, soon I'm going to lean back forward to have a comfy seat on his muzzle, and just before he passes out I'll get off him... ...Just to drop my panties off and start the whole thing all over again

I wouldn't mind someone to worship my hooves while I'm smothering him ^3^

I forgot the creamy spot from my muzzle Oh well, I don't think that's the most important thing about this picture

Tinker belongs to  Ms. Jiggly's New Seat