Suddenly, your view of his ass becomes alot less "personal" as he brings his ass of your face. It doesn't last long however as he brings it crashing back down. Then he does it again, and again, several more times, bouncing his ass cheeks off of your face. At least the smell isn't as bad as before, probably due to the fact that you were spending less time with your nose in his crack. But it's so humiliating having him bounce on you like this. You struggle to escape the bouncing onslaught but Lewis just continues, and it starts to bring pain to face. Eventually though he begins to tire and after bringing his ass down one last time, he just sits on your face, exhausted. He laughs, through his sharp breaths, at your discomfort as he straightens his legs, so that he's sitting on your face with his legs on your chest.
"Did you enjoy that" he says, panting.
You don't answer, mainly because you don't see the point. The tape is still covering your mouth and you will be muffled by his ass anyway. Your nose is back between his boxer clad cheeks and the stench of his ass is back. He sits there for several minutes while he gets his breathe back, forcing you to smell his ass through his boxers, while he decides what to do next.
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