Mariko Ishii vs Priscilla Haynes

Mariko purred at the pleasant vibrations that Priscilla’s muffled protests made against her. She was a little surprised at how things had gone so far, or at least that her foe hadn’t resorted to much more than frantic squirming in her attempts to escape. It was likely simply due to Priscilla’s lack of familiarity with tactics like this, but Mariko couldn’t help but wonder if perhaps the woman beneath her was actually enjoying having her pretty face sat on and smothered, though she doubted her foe would admit it even if that was the case.

Feeling pretty confident Priscilla had been worn down enough, Mariko decided it was time to try to wrap this first round up. She let go of her foe’s breasts, planting her hands on the side of the mat at either side of the woman while leaning forward and adjusting her legs. First they extended out, and then once snaked underneath Priscilla’s head while the other hooked around it. She was seeking to apply a reverse figure four headscissor, continuing to press the woman’s face against her ass while now also squeezing her head nice and tight between her thighs.

“Feel free to tap when you’ve had enough, but take your time. I’m happy to keep you right there for as loooong as it takes~” Mariko would tease, giving another tight squeeze for emphasis.