With her thighs wrapped firmly around her rival’s head, Sinn decides to slow the pace of the conflict, letting attrition take its course and her opponent exhaust herself trying to escape. Some might release their opponent, out of impatience, and a desire for a better chance at submission, but not Sinn.
She knows better.
She knows that the pendulum of momentum swings quickly, and that in an attempt to switch holds, she might find herself locked in one applied by the girl in Tiffany-colored panties. Still, despite her patience, the dominant grappler sees no reason why she can’t tease and torment her prey, both for fun and for effect.
Slow the Pace
