Tana vs Pauline, Humiliation Time!

Pauline felt herself get flipped onto her back, and the grapevine get locked in, and her wrists get pinned down. Pauline took a long look at Tana's breasts hovering above her and started to struggle, trying to get out of the hold to no avail.

(sorry for the delay!)

Tana leaned in letting her peaking nipples snag just the top of Pauline's. She held the girl firmly in place as she squirmed fitfully. "Oh, are you scared, bitch?" teased Tana suddenly dropping her bosom hard atop the blonds perky orbs. She spread her legs further forcing Pauline's snatch tighter against her.

"Nyan..." Pauline winced and moaned, haveing her legs spread apart and her mound up tighter against Tana, she was completely pinned down at the moment so she could try to use her strength to lift up her arms, but it was highly unlikely.

The powerful blond strained her biceps to the limit lifting Tana's arms one inch off the canvas in her pin. She was clearly the kind of woman strong enough to bench press Tana. But this wasn't a bench press. Tana locked her arms as Pauline continued to press forcing her to attempt to lift the girl's entire upper body. "Push harder or you'll never escape this embarrassing pin." Tana told her with mock worry. As her bust was lifted apart from Pauline, Tana ached her back forcing Pauline to taste the kiss of her hardened nipple tips brushing just over her own. The trapped wrestler had only succeeded in lifting Tana an inch and a half and already her efforts were faltering. "Oh are we running out of steam?" asked Tana in a sing song voice.

No post in a month, hmm. That's convenient for me.

--abandoned--