He lifted his head off of the seat again, looking at Emma Watson in front of him. She turned her head to look over her shoulder at him, her butt still pointed at his face.
“Good luck,” she smirked, and reached back to tug her pants out of her ass.
He watched her butt move under her dress pants as she marched away towards Madison. A few moments later, Daisy’s pretty face was looking down at him, glowing with one of her intimidatingly adorable smiles.
“I’m back! How’s my chair doing?”
She pushed his head down and started to straighten up.
“Did Emma treat you nicely?”
She didn’t give him a chance to respond. In one quick motion, she turned around and sat down on him, causing his head to turn to the right as her magnificent buttocks pressed down on the side of his head. He held back a whimper as her plump ass moved this way and that, rubbing all over him as she got her feet onto the footrest and shifted into a more comfortable position. She was causing him all kinds of discomfort: his neck was starting to hurt, his face was becoming sore, and he had never needed to cum more badly in his life before. It felt like electricity was running through his body, causing his heart to shake in his chest. So why couldn’t he bring himself to push the button?