Strangled by Tanya: Wrestling Scissors Squeeze

Tanya's scissor hold tightens, her sweat-slick thighs gliding against each other as she crushes her adversary's windpipe. He gasps, his face contorting, but Tanya's grip is ironclad. His cock, trapped between her thighs, hardens against his will, betraying his body's response to her dominance. Tanya smirks, her voice husky with arousal, "You like this, don't you? You like feeling my power?" She grinds her legs harder, his cock pulsing against her inner thigh as he's forced to admit defeat.

• wrestling
• tanya
• scissors

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