Story: Leggy austin lynn calls her man to come rub her sore legs. it's a ruse as she whips them around him for a rib-bending bodyscissor, growling "you really think i'd let you rub my legs!" her savage scissor jolts make him grunt in agony, as she barks "did i say you could try to get out of my scissors!" a tight brain-busting headscissor has austin's awesome quads snapping into his skull, the executrix precise in her scissoring destruction, never letting him out of her brutal legs for long. she rotates her glam gams in grinding circles of skull-cracking savagery, and a throttling figure four renders his face blue, "my favorite color" austin gleefully giggles! as she ignores his taps and keeps scissoring him, she demands "are you breathing? why?" before powering her pipes around his head in a frightening reverse headscissors. she lays down more lingering, thigh-snapping punishment before hanging him over the bed to torment the hapless sap in a grueling variety of standing headscissors for four solid minutes! he screams and taps so she squeezes harder! "i could do this all day, watch you suffer, it makes me happy!" she laughs, her chiseled thighs reducing the pathetic lug to a pile of whimpering, emasculated blubbering blubber! she finally sneers "its time for you to take a little nap!" and squeezes with such ferocious fury, her massive thighs quiver from the scissoring crush! she rolls the lifeless lug to the floor, lays back to relax, and declares him "loser!"
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