Emica stretches her fit legs for an instant before dropping in a rear naked choke on the wimp Harry — her muscular forearms rippling before she orders him “On your back” and locks her throatscissors out — her perfect soles in the air as she controls he sufferer. She transitions into her perfect reverse headscissors — controlling his life in her glutes. Then it’s back into her arms and her textbook RNC. As he turns a terrible color, she laughs. She orders him on his hands and knees and into a gymnastic reverse headscissors — balancing up on her palms as she controls him, pouring the power on in the extended hold; he taps and she again controls him with her legs making him tap in throatscissors and wrapping her beautiful legs like a snake encircling his neck. After she orders him on all fours for a standing headlock, she sneers at him, chuckling as he whimpers.
