Nadia White vs Jason Michaels

Nadia White steps onto the mat for her first time here, a real mixed-wrestling vet. Across from her is Jason Michaels, drilled in MMA, his cock already thick behind his shorts. She doesn’t waste the chance. Round two and she yanks the fabric clean off, drops, and works him with her mouth like she’s been waiting all day. Tongue, fist, throat—each pull drags him closer. Three rounds of grinding and teasing leave both of them throbbing, the score deadlocked. Round four is sudden death: whoever comes first loses and the winner claims the prize round. The moment they lock up again, Jason folds first, shooting hard across her fingers. That’s the signal. Nadia takes the win the way she wants it—ass up, knees spread. She rides him slow at first, then drives down, milking every twitch until his balls are aching and empty. The final thrust punches deep and stays there, flooding her until the cream leaks out around his shaft and drips down his thigh.