Audrey Sits On Your Face In Her Tight Low Rise Jeans

I’m looking for my phone in my tight, low-rise jeans i bend my body over furniture, searching everywhere. when i finally find it and turn i notice you staring at me. you’re acting even weirder than usual. i ask you what your problem is, but instead of giving me a normal answer, you tell me you like my jeans. seriously? you fucking pervert. i know exactly why you’ve been acting so weird. you’ve been checking out my ass this whole time while i was looking for my phone!no wonder no one likes you. i call you out on being a pathetic pervert, insult you for staring at my ass, and tell you that you deserve to get your ass kicked. then i push you to the ground and tease you with the very jeans you couldn’t keep your eyes off. you like my jeans so much? let’s see if you love them enough to surrender your oxygen for them. i sit on your face, smother you with my jeans, and continue humiliating you for being such a fucking creep. perverts don’t deserve to breathe freely. maybe next time you’ll learn to keep your eyes to yourself.