John Carnaby vs Soraya - A dancer among the mist

John wasn't trying to be fancy here, he was just trying to get a sizeable hit on the gypsy here but with allllll the heat going to his head and his blood going down to his third leg meant that he was going to be catching nothing but thin air here and the artist's eyes widened in the realisation of it all............

He grunted hard as his back hit the mat, Soraya wasted no time in getting herself upon the artist and given his exhausted, weary state even just jumping took a good deal out of John there. So the gypsy would manage to descend to John like a succubus claiming its prey! Because the next thing the artist knew Soraya's powerful thighs were clad right around his neck and instantly John equated it to the lethal embrace of a python! 

John hissed and moaned out as she began flexing herself upon the lad's face with their 69 headscissors, all John could see was the fabric of her exotic loincloth with the immense lack of oxygen in his lungs here. John writhed about as he struggled to ponder just where he was right now and tried to shuffle his legs around even as the artist was getting a faceful of Soraya's hips and fabric as his muscled frame felt the strain and suffocation that the gypsy's squeeze was reeeeeeally putting on him now as he muffled out with "Mppphmphphpm!"

UNfortunately that sizeable hit missed here as she rolled out of the way and the grunt was music to her ears as his back hit the mat. Those legs got to work quickly, realising that he was in an exhausted, weary state even just jumping took a good deal out of him! Soraya's legs wrapped around him like a python, encoiling his neck restricting his air to his lungs.

Soraya could hear him hiss and moan as she flexed her thighs around his head as they were locked into a 69 headscissors on the floor.Soraya ensured that all hecould see was the fabric of her exotic loincloth as he was sowly being drained of air. She felt him wriggling about, struggling to workout how he got here. She felt his legs shuffle as his frame strained to try to get free with no such luck.

John felt Soraya's python like thighs squeezing the life out of him here, combined with his disoriented vision thanks to his face being enveloped by the mysterious loincloth of the gypsy dancer. She would create this extra sense of intimacy having the handsome lad's face be concealed by the exotic fabric of Soraya's dancer cloth and her nude womanhood that sent chills and tingles down the artist's spine, mixing in delightful pleasure with the great amount of lethal pain that only a masterfully crafted pair of deadly legs like Soraya's could bring to the table. 

The dashing lad felt his airpipes going numb from her deadly restraints here, combined with his lost of vision this was start to spell doom for the artist! "Gu-Gughh!" John grunted out as he tried in vain here to escape, alllllll he could see was fabric for days and pain all over. With the scent of Soraya's hungry womanhood close by also serving as an aphrodisiac to make the artist's mind enter a haze of confusion and further disorientation for the master of creation here.

In desperation John would try to rock the boat as best he could, writhing about from side to side to try and get Soraya to relent. Their nude forms with their glistening sweat was leaving John dangerously aware of how damn tense he was down there in this tight 69 headscissors attack from the mysterious gypsy dancer!