I started out my favorite way - slow and easy, to maximize the build up. I enjoy the process of wearing down my seat, giving him the thought this might be easy - because he truly never knows going into it. I let him have his hands down, so he could have the illusion of control, but to be honest, I just wanted to smack them out of the way whenever he acted up. And oh - did he act up. And the more he fought, the rougher I got - both physically and verbally. I started describing to him just how I like to keep my pets, and all the little things I like to do to them. I gave him breaths, but demanded he lick my pussy, which I knew would make it harder for him to breathe. I ground down on him, and bathed in his struggle - especially when he thought he ever had a chance to move this fat ass off his face at all. Enjoy 10 minutes of my pet being reminded where his place will always be, and just how lucky he is for it.