Predicting what Constance does to her victims, slaves, boyfriends, or whoever encounters her; has a lot coming for them. She asks him to lay down with an angelic smile, unfortunately, its a demand to work for Constance. They had a rough lunch which hasn't sat right in Constance's stomach. Sitting on his face with orange shorts, topless. Bouncing and grinding on his face as she laughs in excitement cutting off his air. The smell from her lunch and demanding him to massage her body while he cant breath, "I forgot to tell you, breathing might be difficult, but its okay! This feels great for me...

Predicting what Constance does to her victims, slaves, boyfriends, or whoever encounters her; has a lot coming for them. She asks him to lay down with an angelic smile, unfortunately, its a demand to work for Constance. They had a rough lunch which hasn't sat right in Constance's stomach. Sitting on his face with orange shorts, topless. Bouncing and grinding on his face as she laughs in excitement cutting off his air. The smell from her lunch and demanding him to massage her body while he cant breath, "I forgot to tell you, breathing might be difficult, but its okay! This feels great for me, sorry about the bad lunch we had." Mid way through, Constance removes her shorts, doing a nude face sit. Spreading her cheeks and making sure his nose is deep in her ass. Mixture of excitement to smell Constance and fear of completely losing air. Careless of the outcome, Constance smothers his face until the end of the night.