Gotti Boy's eyes widen as his mistress presents her glistening pussy mere inches from his face. "Prove your devotion," she hisses, grabbing his hair and pulling him in. He opens wide, his tongue darting out to taste her, his nose brushing her trimmed bush. She grinds against his mouth, his tongue plunging deep, seeking her core. He gags, but she holds him firm, her pussy quivering as she uses his mouth for her pleasure.