Arm bar: simple, easy, common

Lt Donna rammed her long left leg between the pert tightly clad buttocks of spectre agent 17, she grabbed 17's long Slender right arm in a lock and yanked down. 17's tight rubber clad body was bent backwards as she screamed into her mouth piece, the knife flew from her hand and her arching back thrust her heavy round breast forward and up straining the straps of her harness against her rapidly erecting nipples. Her tank rode up her back exposing her vulnerable flat rubber encased belly and pelvis, Lt Donna kept bending her arm and 17 screamed louder as her elbow fractured. Her long slender legs and free arm thrashed frantically as she desperately sought to escape her small flipper clad feet flailing helplessly, her skintight suit rubbed her crotch as her black clad thighs writhed in desperation.