Sasha Foxx sizes up her victim. She circles him, then sits full-weight on his face. “I wonder how it feels not having any air,” she reflects. Sasha swings her legs and smiles as the victim struggles beneath her. She loves smothering them until they tap out. This one struggles a lot, but Sasha doesn’t care. She shows no mercy. Sasha doesn’t want him to breathe at all. The victim starts to panic.
