Wayne ask for a scissors and sm*ther session, but when Laken showed up ready to go, he was busy on his cell phone. He tells her his online game comes first. Laken asking “It comes before me?” She can’t believe the man would disrespect her that way. He insists that his phone comes before anything. That’s NOT the way any man treats expert grappler and sexy woman. She won’t stand for it and pushes him down to the mat and sits her lovely and sexy *ss right on his face. And it’s a long face sit. She tells him “Nothing should come before me, especially games.” She chuckles when she asks him if he can’t breathe. She knows he can’t. As soon as she lifts her *ss from him face, she immediately covers it again with her large breasts, cutting off his air again. She keeps chuckling, knowing she’s in full control of the out-matched man. It’s her way of punishing and causing him p*in for being disrespectful. Next she wraps her steel-hard thighs around his head in a figure 4 scissors, pulling on the back of his head and telling him “You get in there.” Getting bored, Laken moves and almost before he can take a breath3 she sits again on his face, her crotch fully covering his face. It wouldn’t do him any good to struggle and to escape, there’s no way he could budge her from her Queen seat. You can tell Laken is enjoying being in total control as she chuckles and mocks him. Sitting full weight on his face, she wiggles her *ss to humiliate him. Next she puts him in another head scissors between her thick python like thighs. Wayne hasn’t said a word, but you can tell from his grunts and moans that he feels the full effect of Laken’s punishing legs. The man can take a lot of p*in, but he seems close to his limit. Laken doesn’t ease off, keeping on the pressure. She switches to another breast sm*ther before he can fully catch his breath, it’s obvious that he’s weakening, unable to draw oxygen into his lungs to feed his brain. Next she traps in a wicked reverse head scissors between her thick, powerful thighs. He’s barely hanging on as her thighs crush down. Laken says “You’re not going to put other things before me are you?” more a command than a question. He can barely answer her thighs are too tight. Figuring the man should have learned his lesson she tells him he’s lucky she doesn’t make him of which there is no doubt should could easily do. She lets him go, stands and walks away. Lesson administered and learned; he won’t disrespect her again.

Laken's Scissors & Sm*ther Session