My exquisite backside, wrapped in yoga pants, grows irresistibly warm and damp from an intense gym session. My devoted cuckold has been exceptionally well-behaved lately, so I allow him the privilege of cleaning my perspiration-soaked derrière. Oh, what an honor it is to be in such a position, on your knees, face buried in my fragrant, sweaty bottom!
The poor dear, after days of abstinence, licks my sweaty cleft with fervor, embracing my legs as if he were in love, his sissy erection pressing against my ankles. I demand proper reverence, urging him to worship my buttocks and bury his face into my crack. He complies eagerly, his eyes glazing over with submission as he stares up at my divine form.
Relaxing on the couch, I keep him in place with my sweaty gym socks, savoring my scent as I order him to remove the socks with his teeth. I press my sweaty soles into his face, forcing him to inhale my aroma. He is nothing more than a tool, a lowly creature who exists to serve my every need.
As I prepare to shower, I command him to kiss my ass a few more times, basking in his submissive lust. I then place my gym socks on the couch, ordering him to remain there, face pressed into the fabric, until I return.