Girls Beat! vs Saki
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Girls Beat! vs Saki

Uploaded August 28, 2021
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A cocky boxer from the lowest weight class walks straight into the wrong kind of ring when he challenges a voluptuous pro wrestler, and she's absolutely delighted to take him up on it. From the opening staredown—where she teases, "How can a boxer from the lowest weight class challenge a pro wrestler? Are you a masochist?"—the challenger quickly discovers that size truly matters here. She bends him over, her massive breasts pressing him into the mat as she coos, "Ehe♡ Looks like you're scared now that you see you're no match for me, huh? I'll take the lead for such a cute little boy ♡" Her so-called "Breast Smother" move is introduced as a "Death Embrace," with her explaining that pressing on the carotid artery is far more painful than simply passing out—and she's only too happy to let her plump, pillowy tits do the squeezing until the poor guy gasps, "I…can't breathe…" The punishment only escalates from there: she rides him into the mat, calling him her "opponent" while grinding her thick thighs and enormous ass against his face, and when he finally taps out, she offers a sweet little smile and invites him back for more, purring, "Come back anytime. I'll break you my chest or thighs, whichever one you want ♡" Leave him broken, breathless, and already wondering when he can schedule a rematch.Show more

A cocky boxer from the lowest weight class walks straight into the wrong kind of ring when he challenges a voluptuous pro wrestler, and she's absolutely delighted to take him up on it. From the opening staredown—where she teases, "How can a boxer from the lowest weight class challenge a pro wrestler? Are you a masochist?"—the challenger quickly discovers that size truly matters here. She bends him over, her massive breasts pressing him into the mat as she coos, "Ehe♡ Looks like you're scared now that you see you're no match for me, huh? I'll take the lead for such a cute little boy ♡" Her so-called "Breast Smother" move is introduced as a "Death Embrace," with her explaining that pressing on the carotid artery is far more painful than simply passing out—and she's only too happy to let her plump, pillowy tits do the squeezing until the poor guy gasps, "I…can't breathe…" The punishment only escalates from there: she rides him into the mat, calling him her "opponent" while grinding her thick thighs and enormous ass against his face, and when he finally taps out, she offers a sweet little smile and invites him back for more, purring, "Come back anytime. I'll break you my chest or thighs, whichever one you want ♡" Leave him broken, breathless, and already wondering when he can schedule a rematch.